Chapter 4

"Selena Ashburn!" Lucien shouted.

I leapt onto Lila's gray wolf and vanished from his sight.

In the vampire prince's castle, the drawing room glowed with the warmth of a roaring fire.

"My lady, you have returned at last." The butler, Maurice Fuller, came down the spiral staircase, a steaming goblet of blood wine in his hands.

He stopped short when he noticed the pouch slung over my shoulder and the cuts the moonstone shards had left on my hand. "Are you hurt?"

I glanced down. My fingers were streaked with dried blood, and the silver ring on my pinky had…