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Dad looks at me with his mouth open, but he doesn’t say anything. He probably doesn’t know what to say.
I’m the one who always listens—Natalia is the rebellious one who always does the opposite of what is ordered. And Evander is so chill, he’d never make it as the heir. No, my father needs me. But if he thinks I’d go along with this… withhurtingWisteria…
Just, no.
I turn and walk out of his office, shutting the door firmly behind me. I walk straight from there, to our rooms, where I know Wisteria will be waiting for me.
Wisteria. My wife. Albeit, the wife I never wanted, but I’m glad that I have her.
I try hardnotto think about the soulmate that I’m going to meet someday. The same soulmate that I will have to send away.
It doesn’t matter. Wisteria is my wife and we will make things work.
11
What are you going to tell him?
Wisteria
Ilook down from the third story balcony of the bookstore Stellan brought me to. The sun shines through the stained glass window, making a beautiful pattern of colors on the wall.
The store has a mixture of new and old books, which matches the architecture of the structure perfectly. The stone walls and old wood floors tell a tale of the past, but the lighting and contemporary design make it modern.
Stellan grabs the stack of books from my arms, handing me a paper cup with coffee inside. I take a sip of the vanilla latte.
“You weren’t kidding about liking books.” His eyes scan the books in his arms, like he’s looking for a title he recognizes.
The first two floors of this bookstore have human books, but the third floor is for supernaturals only. I find myself gravitating toward the fictional stories of dragons—stories I’ve never read before. The library in the fae castle was pretty limited on the subject of dragons.
“You like reading romance books?” he asks, holding up a book that has the couple kissing on the front.
I grab it from him and stick it in the middle of the pile so he can’t look at the cover anymore. To my dismay, the cover under it isn’t giving any less ‘romance-y’ vibes.
My cheeks grow warm. “So what if I do like romance?”
“You can like whatever you want to. It’s just, as your husband, it’s good for me to know what you like,” he says casually. A littletoocasually.
I raise an eyebrow at him. “Why do I get the feeling you’re going to somehow use this information to your advantage? If you’re going to try and sway me with romance books, it’s…” I pause, “probably going to work.”
He grins. “I would never.”
I don’t believe him for one second.
“And I thought fae were supposed to be the sneaky ones,” I tease.
His grin grows wider. “I have to use whatever I can to my advantage when it comes to you, since you’re the one with all the natural advantages.”
Natural advantages? Before I can ask him what he means, he continues talking.
“Are you ready to head out? Maybe we can hang out on the beach and you can read one of these books. Though, be prepared for Evander to make fun of your book choices.” He eyes the pile of books. “I haven’t read a book since I graduated from Dragon Academy.”
Dragon Academy is a high school for dragon shifters—there are multiple campuses around the world, though the best one is here on the island. Fae have similar schools, though I wasn’t allowed to attend. I was homeschooled by the best teachers fae could provide.
“Then maybe you can borrow some of my books.” Istruggle to keep up with his long strides as we head toward the staircase.
“I read plenty.” He slows down a little, squinting as he looks at my short legs. “Don’t you know that half of what I do as crown prince is read boring documents? By the end of the day, words start blurring together.”
“Don’t you have minions to read for you?” I ask.
