Chapter Eleven: The Gardens
Fiona made it halfway across the ballroom before she realized she had no idea where
she was going.
The palace was a maze of corridors and chambers, all of them filled with people. She
couldn't go back to the main entrance—her family would be there, and she couldn't face
them. Not yet. Not with her heart racing, her wolf clawing at her insides, and the
phantom warmth of Prince Callum's touch still burning on her wrist.
Inside her mind, Sinead was pacing furiously, snarling with frustration. Go back. Go
back to him. Mate is there. Need mate.
We can't, Fiona thought desperately.
LIES, Sinead snapped. cowardice. He's ours. Moon goddess chose him
for us.
She spotted a set of glass doors along the far wall, partially hidden behind a marble
statue. Through
