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

　　Nyx holds up a grossly high pair of black heels. I wrinkle my nose at the sight of them. My feet are already killing me because Cassian twirled me around the ballroom all day. I would never admit it to anyone out loud, but it was kind of fun. He managed to let go and be fun. He wasn't the stuffy Cassian I have gotten to know. 


　　"You have to wear shoes," Nyx grumbles. "You…"


　　"I know, I know," I interrupt her. "I am a Princess, and I have to act as such. What happened to you? You were much more fun in the Human Realm." 


　　"There isn't as much holding me to the Human Realm as you," she tells me, but I can tell by the look in her eyes that it isn't the whole truth.


　　"What about all of the mates you had? What about all of your children?" I ask her. 


　　Nyx swallows hard. "Those are things that I would rather never remember. We don't have time for this. Put on your shoes." 


CHAPTER 49 Have You Already Forgotten?