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

　　Only the stables of the tiny inn were burned in the fire. Something I find curious since the Gray Creatures seemed to be waiting for me. I know they set the fire, but how did they know I would be left alone.


　　I worry about where the dragons will stay, but they do not seem to mind the loss of a place to sleep. The warriors remove their leather saddles, and the dragons shake their long bodies, much like a snake slithering through the grass.


　　They nip at one another, making chirping noses as they dance into the sky. I smile at the sight of them. So happy and free. "Will they return?"


　　"Yes," Nyx sighs. "They are like domesticated cats. They love to explore and hunt in the wild but come home for a steady meal."


　　"Interesting," I mumble, not taking my eyes off the sky.


　　"How far is the Lycan City?" Edward grumbles.


　　"Not far. We will continue our journey in the morning," Nyx replies. "I need some sleep."


CHAPTER 59 They Need Us