My will broke at the sound of his voice, and my head turned with as much inevitability as a sunflower turning its face to the sun.
But that was the trouble with ancient artifacts - no one really knew what they did.
She tried to imagine what Charles would do if another man came up to him and said, "You bring me joy.
Don’t try threatening an Alpha. They don’t like it.
I can't protect you from knowledge.
Time was such an odd thing. One moment you could talk to someone, then suddenly, they were gone.