- Glancing over my shoulder, I caught the curious looks from all the royal brothers. With a sweet grin, I turned back and leaned my head close to Clairee’s, thankful she was close to my height. “Did Wanda get my message?”
- She nodded her green eyes wide with excitement. “We worked on them for hours, but we only had time to complete four.” Her expression was pained.
- Four? I had hoped for eight, even ten. Four meant I had to actually choose who I wanted to protect. Talk about grueling choices. “But they’ll work? Marcus won’t be able to touch them?”