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 storm down the stairs and see my family waiting for me. Even that motherfucker, Billy. I can't stop myself when I see the iron rings shining on his fingers. The stupid asshole didn't even have the sense to take them off. He is smirking at me, not even trying to hide his pleasure in hurting my mate. 


　　A snarl rips from my throat, and his smile falters. Billy tries to hold up his hands in defense, but I don't let that stop me. I land my first punch right across his jaw. He stumbles backward, and Aunt Mae rushes to pull me off him. 


　　I shrug her off and swing at him again. Mae tumbles to the ground and screams. There is chaos in the entryway of the mansion. I am swinging at anyone who tries to pull me off Billy. It isn't until my mother commands that I stop and step away from him. 


　　"Whatever is going on can be dealt with later," Mom shouts. "There are a hundred fae on the front lawn, and they are still coming."


CHAPTER 33 Distraction