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“A little darkness is a small price to pay to save myself from a life of fear.

“It was a long time ago.” “Time doesn’t erase pain.”

“So you don’t want me because I’m a siren?” “No. My life would be much easier right now if you were a raccoon shifter.” I choked out a laugh. “Somehow, that’s the most romantic thing you’ve ever said to me.”

“It’s a risk.” “Better a risk than a death sentence,” I said. “Truer words have never been spoken,” Avery murmured.

“Fancy ink is still just ink, Aspen.” Nova sounded tired.

If I was a better person, maybe I would be willing to sacrifice my life for the good of all werewolves. But I wasn’t.

A princess in a tower was safe, but safe didn’t mean happy. I knew that better than anyone.

Grief was a strange thing that attacked with claws and teeth when he least expected it.

Ever since her grandmother had died a year ago, Ella had developed the habit of talking out loud to herself and to the ghosts.

Chrissy felt like an asshole for not wanting to help save the worlds, but there were enough heroes in the hall that she wasn't needed.

“You’re the only kind of trouble I find myself desperate for.”

Fia Callula was the poison I’d spent most of my existence searching for.

“Really, darling. I know it’s been mere days, but after everything you’ve witnessed so very closely, I thought you’d have realized which kingdom contains the true villains.”

“I’m a monster, Fia.” “My monster, apparently.”

It wasn’t fair to Fia. None of this had been. Which was the reason I’d stayed away when she’d freed me from her family’s dungeon. It was the reason I’d told my mother we were to stop and wait as soon as I’d entered her rooms with the narlow cubs still tied and clutched to my chest.

“You harbor a terrible resentment toward me, fire- breather.” “I’d learn to grow comfortable with it if I were you, dragon.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” “Too much, fire- breather,”

I’d thought I could ignore it. That the prince’s fate would not bother me if I refused to let it, just like I had with so many other things in this eternally long life I’d been given. It shouldn’t bother me. At all. Yet it so evidently did.

“Mother of monsters.” The prince’s voice floated like a sheet of silk over the skin. “Much better than spoiled Seelie princess.”

“Your heart has claws.” But the soft insult didn’t strike me as one should, and when I dared to meet his glowing gaze, I understood it wasn’t one.

“A blessing and a curse,” he murmured. “To have so much as a drop of royal blood in your veins.” I stared at him, frowning.

“Why do I feel there’s far more to this than you’re willing to say?” “Because you have good instincts,”

"Kaden." I had to say something or I would regret it forever. "No matter what happens when we meet the Leos, I need you to know this. You're the one I want. Not him."

“It’s worth the risk. I can’t live like this. I'd rather be dead than tied to that asshole forever.”

“What the hell are you doing?” “We call them hugs, Kaden,” I said. “They’re used to show gratitude among people who aren’t emotionally stunted.” “You’re insufferable,”

A darker thought hit me. Was it possible that the Sun Witches controlled the mate bonds too? They could use it to manipulate the wolves, moving shifters between the packs like chess pawns, if what Kaden had said was true.

“I'm sorry. I know what that's like." I laughed, but it was bitter. “No, you don't. You have your sister and your pack. But me? I don’t have anyone at all.”

“Kaden just wants to make sure you're not a threat to the pack. He's been burned too many times in his life to trust easily.” "I can understand that," I muttered as we kept walking.

“I’m giving you a chance,” he continued. “If you prove your loyalty, you will never be mistreated or abused, only welcomed as family. But if you do anything— anything— to betray or hurt my pack in any way…” He trailed off and inhaled deeply. Probably smelling my fear and my desire, mixed together. “You won’t live long enough to regret it.”