I, my wolf and my world were on edge. The presence of Aryn so close to Eldoria had set us both on an even more dangerous collision course, my wolf's growls a constant undercurrent in my mind. If I was willing to end this in the first place, I was now prepared to do much worse, knowing my mate was so close to the enemy. Yet there I sat, unmoving, staring out at all the guests who'd supposedly come to celebrate their queen's marriage. I needed to get my mother first.
A muscle ticked in my jaw at the thought that I had been forced to dance to Darla's tune...again, just as I had been my entire life.
A queen... How had I not known that? And now she was Aryn's family? I still couldn't wrap my head around that fact. A deception so deep, it had left me questioning everything... and planning on
