Solange Daye

"You can't reject them. They are royals." 
"That is not a law," I cross my arms over my chest. "As soon as they acknowledge the bond between us, I will reject them." 
Mom takes another swig of the drink in her hand. "You can't. You are special." 
"Nyx doesn't make me special," I hiss. "She makes me weird." 
'I heard that,' Nyx replies from the other side of the room. 

***
For as long as Macy can remember, Nyx has been in her mind or by her side. Unlike other werewolves, Macy was gifted at birth with an ancient wolf who has lived many lives.
It is both a blessing and a curse.
Nyx being in her life has made it difficult for her to fit in, and she has remained an outcast.
To top it off, a damning prophecy hangs over Macy's head. Either she tames her mates, the Royal Twins, or death and destruction will come to pass. There is only one problem. She hates them, and they hate her. Years of torment and being called Crazy Macy has driven a wedge between them that cannot be removed or repaired. 
Macy isn't the only one with problems. The Royal Twins are keeping secrets of their own and are trying to find a way to find others like them. Little do they know, they need Macy as much as she needs them. 
With the world at stake, the three of them will need to put their differences behind them.

The Royal Twins and the Unforgiving Princess

　　The look in Edward's eye lets me know I have said the wrong thing. If I didn't know better, I would guess that my defiance turns him on.


　　I try to turn my head to look at Winston; maybe he will help me out of this situation, but Edward's grip on my neck keeps me from doing so.


　　"Don't look to Winston for help," Edward teases me. "This is between us unless you need someone to fight your battles for you."


　　"Let me go," I say through gritted teeth.


　　Edward releases my neck, and I have only a moment to breathe a sigh of relief before he pulls my legs out from under me, and my back hits the bed. His body hovers over mine, and I gulp down my nerves. At least, I think I am nervous, but the wet spot forming in my panties would suggest otherwise. My body is betraying my mind, and I feel frustration building in my chest. I don't want the twins.


　　'Keep telling yourself that,' Nyx signs. 'But the mate bond is impossible to resist. I tried and failed many times.'


CHAPTER 16 Defiance