Book 2: Ainslee Sucks

Ainslee

It’s several nail-biting days before the scouts return with the newest information on the invasion of Shadowglade. Rafe took to pacing and planning rather than jumping in bed with me–most of the time. As we feel our return to Shadowmanor Castle fast approaching, we’ve become more weighed down by the shackles of rulership.

Our bubble burst completely when Karl called the final war council.

“The situation is bleak, but that Zeke Winters of yours must be Goddess blessed because he hasn’t let Shadowmanor Castle fall,” Karl says to Rafe once we’re all seated. “Though, I am told, they will be starved out sooner rather than later.”

“That was my fear as well,” Rafe sighs. He takes my hand and squeezes it. “But at least the castle has not been taken.”

“If Zeke’s ever looking for a change of position, I think Craig could use a level-headed vampire Beta,” Karl muses.

Craig growls.

“He’s taken,” Rafe says firmly. “How far have t