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 stop dead in my tracks. Macy's hand covers her mouth, and she cries. I pray they are happy tears.


　　"Macy," I say her name a little louder this time.


　　My voice is hoarse, and it hurts to speak, but I will say her name a thousand times if it makes her happy. Macy drops to her knees in the middle of the street and hides her head in her hands. Her body shakes with the sobs that are taking over her body. Her emotions hit me through the mate bond. She is happy, sad, terrified, exhausted, anxious; the list could go on.


　　Edward and I rush to her side and help her to her feet. She wraps her arms around our necks and holds us close. I don't know how long we have been apart, for us it has been about two months, but it has been much longer for her. It seems to have taken a toll on her


　　"I was so scared," she whimpers. "I thought you would have moved on."


　　"Never," Edward breathes. "We belong to you."


CHAPTER 83 They Can Wait