Ella“Do we have to stay very long?” I ask Sinclair, snuggling up against his side. We’ve just finished the wedding feast and the party is shifting towards the ballroom. The orchestra is warming up in the distance, and the guests are gradually dwindling out of the great hall, lured by the promise of
Excited muttering bursts throughout the room, as many of the courtiers and refugees are learning this information for the first time. I gaze around at the crowd, watching as fresh hope and anticipation fills their varied countenances. Sinclair is still speaking, describing the challenges ahead and t
3rd PersonIsabel spent most of Ella and Sinclair’s mating ceremony distracted.The problem wasn’t that she didn’t feel overjoyed for her new friends, it was simply that her own mind was focused elsewhere. And though that focus wasn’t very far away at all – it was complete. Indeed, Isabels’s full at
However the longer the evening dragged on, the more comfortable Isabel grew, though she didn’t notice until she caught herself laughing out loud at a joke. She slapped her hand over her mouth in surprise, and a low purr sounded in her ear. “None of that, now. I love hearing you laugh.” Her wide blue
JamesAt first James thought he misheard her. Then he thought he misunderstood. But there could be no doubt now – not the way Isabel was looking at him, with big eyes full of hope, anticipation, and just a little fear. Hearing the guarded she-wolf profess her love sent his heart soaring, until it
She raised her shining eyes to him, and he kissed her again, lingering. “I’m going to do everything in my power to come home to you and Sadie. Nothing will keep me away.” His need for her was growing wild and violent, even stronger now that they spoke about parting. Isabel simply nodded, arching for
3rd Person“Well it seems like you and I are the only singleton’s left in this place.” Cora remarked to Gabriel, watching Isabel and James in their secluded corner of the dinner table. Thankfully they weren’t as obvious about their romance as her sister and Sinclair, whom one could easily become sca
Roger pursed his lips, sliding his hands into his pockets as he sidled forward. “Well since things already are so awkward, I might as well ask you why you’re crying… and why you were angry that someone is happy?” Cora crossed her arms over her chest, wishing he could kill this man with her eyes alon