Ivy POV

“Quick, sit down while I try to take care of your hand,” Dustin said, dragging a cut in half wine barrel over. He flipped it, so I could sit on it. The other guard growled at him before gripping his shoulder.

“We were told to bring here, that is all,” he snapped at Dustin. I looked at the man who stared at me like I was the scum over the earth, and I quickly averted my gaze.

“Remove your hand, Trey, or f*****g lose it,” Dustin snapped at him.

“I’m following orders, the King said to bring her here, and that was it,”

“F**k the king,” Dustin snapped, and the man went to take a step toward him when Gannon walked in. “Yes, f**k the King, remember where your loyalties lie, Trey,”

“They lie with my King,”

“And she is your Queen,” Gannon snarled at him, and the man whimpered before his eyes went to me.

“You haven’t been here as long as the rest of us, but the King swore us all to choose his Queen over him,”

“If so, why is she down here, then?” The man demanded.

“Because the King is an idiot. Move Dustin. I will wrap her hand. Go fix up the old King’s quarters for me,” Gannon said, crouching down in front of me.

“Yes, Sir,” Dustin says while Trey growled and Gannon glanced over his shoulder at him.

him, and I felt his aura rush

cleaning my hand and wrapping it. “It will heal once you shift. Do you

beat, my fingers were black and purple, and fragmented bones pushed beneath

blood won’t work on you since you aren’t mine,” Gannon says, cupping my face with his

I

to ask you something,” Gannon says, unlocking his phone and scrolling through the

take the phone from him. A sob escapes from my lips when I realize it is my mother. I nod, tears

of her. What I would give to hear her voice again. She looked a little younger than I remembered in this picture, but I knew it was her. Gannon hangs his head and shakes it, and he sighs heavily

just need to give him space.”

frowns when I see his eyes glaze over, and i could

also k****d the King’s

After your shift, I will

for another

was just Clarice and Abbie. Clarice rubbed her elbow as if she had just banged it which would explain the curse that left her

disobeying the King,” Gannon tells them. She nods before rushing in with Abbie close behind her.

made, but I couldn’t

a good job. We spent all day making

were never allowed, never allowed the cakes we made for the children in the orphanage. Abbie and l always stared longingly, wishing we could try the cakes we made. We never knew if they tasted alright, but the delight on the kids’ faces told us

King is on the warpath. But I couldn’t let you go without wishing you a happy birthday,” Clarice says, placing the blue cupcake in my hand. She lights it with it a match, and I stare at the

and to humor her, I did. Abbie smiles sadly and kisses my

wish for?” Clarice asks, a teary

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