Candace

I tug Hollis away by the wrist—the least romantic place I could grab him, because even though I assigned all my favorite guards to Mother, I don’t trust anyone enough to actually admit who my mate is—and pray under my breath that he actually was just walking by. If he overheard a single word of that, he’ll never look at me again. After the past few days of stealing moments with him, a pattern is becoming obvious. The times he stays with me come after I’ve been strong. ...