I sneaked out of the bathroom while Nicholas stayed to clean the lipstick off and adjust his clothes. As the leading man, he had to be certain that he looked perfect. I insisted. Someone would be sure to notice if even a hair of his was out of place, and then our relationship could be threatened.
As Bridget finished her solo scene, it was time for Nicholas and me to head to the stage for our breakup scene. “Break a leg,” Bridget said to us as we passed each other. I knew this was the traditional way of wishing someone good luck in a theater production, but my wolf still snarled inside of m
Neither of us pulled away though. At least, not until Bridget’s voice sounded behind me. “Nicholas! It’s time for our romance scene.” Nicholas released my hands and I pulled them back to my sides, just as Bridget came to a stop beside me. If she had noticed our closeness, which she must have f
“Hi, Piper!” Susie said, suddenly rushing past me. “Bye, Piper!” She took the stairs of the stage. Bridget’s gaze never left mine. She didn’t say anything more, just winked at me, then turned to follow Susie up the stairs. I stared after her for a few long moments, shaken inside and out. Just wh
Despite the argument between Bridget and Nicholas, the show needed to go on, which meant Nicholas and Bridget were called back to the stage. Bridget was silenced after Nicholas’s final words, so the air between them was obviously tense. They didn’t talk at all as they returned to the stage. For th
“I didn’t say any of those things,” Julian said, after I explained exactly what Bridget had told me. “And I have no idea why Bridget would say I did.” I didn’t either, though I had some guesses, none of them very favorable to Bridget. “I guess I should tell you what actually happened, or you mig
“She told me Nicholas was the only one for her.” My heart cracked down the middle, just as my stomach churned. I ached for Julian’s pain, while my wolf stirred within me, jealousy raging. “I’m sorry,” I told him. “I shouldn’t feel so surprised,” Julian said. Both sets of fingers combed through
Nicholas POV “You should have kissed Bridget, Nicholas,” my father said to me. We were standing in the private rooms he shared with my mother. The King was glaring at me. The Luna was sitting at the table, busying herself with needlepoint and paying us little attention. I knew my father had her