Book 1: Ainslee for Breakfast

Ainslee

When I wake up the next morning, I think I might have dreamed it all. I know I’m in a comfortable bed, so that part doesn’t make sense to the semi-conscious me. I can’t be at home and experiencing this luxury. But there’s no way I’m in the castle because I’m actually some sort of Luna. I’m here because I was captured during the culling. They must just pass out really comfy beds to their donors.

I open my eyes and see the room Zeke brought me to yesterday. I know now it was not a dream. I’m really here. I was captured during the culling. Not because Rafe hates me, but because he’s trying to protect me.

From the Blacks.

And maybe King Axel?

I’m still not sure on that part, but I remember he said he’d explain it again. I am excited to see him. Funny how just yesterday he had me so infuriated I wanted to grab the closest silver stake and jam it into his heart, but now, I want to gaze into his blue eyes and forget about the world.