BabelNovel 

Eighteen-year-old Lily Isaac is a half-blood. Her father a vampire and her mother a human, Lily is seen as a lesser being from the rest of society. She doesn’t let this keep her from obtaining her one true goal in life: to become a valiant Vanguard—a vampire knight for the Palace of the Bloodprince. But earning a position as a Vanguard inside Silvercity means passing one final test: a hunt in which she must return with the claws of a dead werewolf. 
When Lily finds herself overpowered by a wolf, barely escaping with her life, her chances as a Vanguard slip through her fingers. But she is recognized by the Bloodpince for another reason: her blood is as valuable to him as gold. She finds herself working in the Palace, where the prince’s shaky health seems to regenerate the longer he feeds from her. 
As the days pass, and their feedings become more intimate, Lily finds herself drawing closer to the prince. But as a stranger begins to appear from the shadows, the prince’s life is threatened. The only way Lily can protect him is by agreeing to spy on the palace for a pack of werewolves who want to destroy Silverycity and the prince’s legacy. 
In time, Lily finds her heart torn between two souls. One a beautiful and noble prince with a cruel past, the other a daring, dangerous alpha who wishes only to destroy him.
Unfortunately for Lily, choosing one could mean sacrificing the other.

The Bloodprince's Consort

Lily didn’t sleep that day. She laid in bed, twisting and turning, but he neck ached on both sides and images of the prince passed between her eyes. Images of the red-headed woman, straddled on his lap. Her curves distinct in the candle light, her breasts large, her hair tumbling down her back as she moved atop him.

Lily didn’t understand the twisted feelings welling up inside of her. She was angry and hurt—but didn’t know why she was hurt. And anyway, she was simply working for the prince. It wasn’t like she’d ever intended to marry him or something like that.

And even if she had wanted to marry him, she was a lowly consort. How would that ever go about?

Even if the prince loved her back, she was disgrace to his palace.

She tried to convince herself that it was for the best—that it was never going to work out otherwise. All he’d done was save her time and spare her doomed emotions.

Chapter 15