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

　　I wait patiently in my room until the pack house is quiet. I pretended not to be interested in dinner and avoided Edward for most of the afternoon. He wants me to stay away from Macy, but I don't have the strength. I want her so desperately that the marks on my arm itch with anticipation. She can push me away all she wants, but I refuse to give up. She is going to love me. I will make sure of it.


　　It is past midnight, and I slip from my bedroom. The hallway is dark, and I let out a sigh of relief. No one will see me sneak into her room. I am about to knock on her door when I hear a growl behind me. I roll my eyes in frustration. I already know it is Edward. 


　　"What are you doing?" He snaps at me. 


　　"I am going to see Macy," I hiss at him. "I am not going to stay away from her. I don't want to, and I know you don't want to either." 


　　"You heard her," he whispers. "She doesn't want us." 


CHAPTER 18 Fight