VICTORIA

The storm clouds in the sky were a bad sign, and even worse were the mounted warriors who arrived at the fief early in the morning.

A small army of werewolves had set up camp nearby. Former allies now came to make demands and set conditions.

Dracomir didn’t say anything specific, but he warned me to stay alert and be ready to leave if needed.

He showed me the hiding place of a bag full of gold, left everything prepared in case we had to escape.

He knew he had little support from his own warriors.

But where could we go if everyone in this realm was an enemy?

I wasn’t willing to let him give up his position because of me.

He’d earned his place, and no one would take it from him just because he chose me.

Sitting in the library, I waited for the right moment, drumming my fingers on the small table, until Meridiana finally appeared, controlling that girl’s body.

“Miss, the tea you asked for to calm your nerves,” she said loud enough to be heard through the open doors.

I spread my