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

　　Breakfast is quiet. Roland is hungover and hiding beneath his hands. Cassian is pouting because my mates have made it through the portal. Destin refuses to look in my direction but keeps glaring at Edward. Winston and my parents are the only ones who seem to be in good spirits. 


　　"Tell me how you got through the portal again?" Cassian breaks through the silence. 


　　"We just walked through," Edward replies. "Isn't that right, Winston?" 


　　Winston bares his teeth, and I am sure if he could growl, he would be. Resting my hand on top of his, I gently squeeze his finger. He relaxes beside me but doesn't take his eyes off his twin. 


　　"Actually," I clear my throat. "Edward offered something to the Moon Goddess that she couldn't resist. That is how they got through." 


　　Mom narrows her eyes. "What exactly is that?" 


　　"Our firstborn child," I say through gritted teeth. 


CHAPTER 47 Gray Creatures