********EVALUATE THE BOOK ********I did not sleep.How could I?Instead I sat on the commander’s huge bed, it was still the same sheets we had been lying on, I ran my hands through the soft tissue and remembered those brief moments of happiness, the sweet taste of his kiss, his hands on me, my heart was in pieces, because even with Lance Chase’s words about the commander not being able to protect me she was still my husband. And ever since I met him he had saved my life.And I loved him deeply.I thought of him alone in a cold cell, trapped in his own castle, hostage to his own blood, John didn’t even have a chance to fight.I remembered what Lance had said, that I was responsible for his fragility, I had arrested him.John spent all that time fighting his feelings for me because surrendering to them would be his undoing, and in the end he didn’t mind getting lost, John jumped off the cliff, I always thought he’d be my cliff, in a way he was, How could I live knowing I lost him?John

*****COMMENT AND RATE********Lance Chase was a complete idiot.This was what was going on in his head at the exact moment he realized what he had done and risked bringing his Banshee to the commander’s cell.He risked his life, although his nephew was with powerful herbs in his body and bound by silver chains that did not stop him, watched astonished he let loose in the ferocious animal he was, Lance immediately blocked Alpha’s vision of Helena with his own body, concealing it from him, but it only seemed to increase the rampant fury in the crazed white eyes that stared at them.Everything seemed to get too slow, was completely aware of the Alpha rising over them, his fangs stretching and his face taking on an animalistic shape, his arms turning with a bone breaking sound, a high pitched sound, and soon her legs did the same as her arms, her whole body taking on a new form. As an Alpha was becoming independent of full moon, just call for his inner animal, which was part of it, behind

When Helena said those words, she felt as if something inside her was permanently broken.It was a great betrayal, what I was proposing, but he valued the situation very much. And he feared that if he did not act, Lance would execute John, and could not bear this idea, he thought of helping John to get settled back on the throne, but the world was cruel to women, even if she could ask for her brother’s support in Shivia until he responded to her husband’s aid, how could she remain married to him? You needed to get away from John. And for that he needed to escape the island, which seemed unlikely to succeed, even if he now felt that he could dominate the minds of men for a few moments, implanting his desires in them, this power within her was completely unpredictable.I didn’t know how to control it.And even if she escaped, if she ran away what would happen to John? He would regain his reason, and fight, even if it cost him his life, even at a disadvantage. But if I could get him kick

Leon woke up in the middle of the night feeling a painful sensation in his heart, as if an invisible hand was squeezing his heart.He sat in the bed of the inn when cold, looked at his hands trembling and could not understand the reason for it.He did not remember having any nightmare, but the overwhelming sensation in his chest persisted without rest.He looked around at the dimly lit room, weeks had passed since his arrival at the inn, still hoping to track down the man who had information about Thomas.He had traveled and would return within a few days.His father was unreachable, living in a fortress, tried to infiltrate in various ways. But without any success, the man lived enclosed in his fortress.His son had a life of debauchery, and he had the information they needed, and if he did not know of his father’s shady dealings, they would find a way into the fortress.Thomas could be there, trapped.I only had one certainty. Thomas was alive.Leon got up from his bed and got dress

The full moon was near, some days had passed since what happened to Helena, since then she remained in a kind of shock lying on the canopy bed, she wanted to get up, release any power she had against the odious, repulsive Lance Chase.For everything he had done.But if she felt useless, incapable, it was as if he had undermined all her forces, and it left her terrified, Helena spent days in bed remodeling in her mind every moment of that violence... wondering how she could let herself be dominated so easily, how you let it happen. And worse, would Lance tell anyone?Then she remembered how sensitive wolves were to smells, any member of the Pack who came near her would know. Immediately she would know.That couldn’t happen. Never.Two knocks on the door removed her from her thoughts, Helena remained silent, if it was Lance Chase he would open no matter what he said, since what happened he came to her rooms every two days, the knock on the door was only to alert her of his infamous pres