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sgraced princess despised by all of wolf-kind, and poisoned t
you away. So the very first thing I did after coming back to life? Cling
a tiger? I tame the beast and turn it into a pet. Want to survi
rtyard, I was moved to tears. "Your Highness," I said, "you've been
ze, his voice deep and
*
.. I'm
swallowed
was inside my bones. I was lying on something hard, unyielding.
ke they were sealed with lead. All I cou
e memor
y mem
wasn't mine. A girl named Danette Espinoza was Twenty years old.
ored consort, pressing a cup into Danet
d by his first wife, Helena. But after her mother fe
. The weakness that followed, a slow decay from within. The woman who c
pain. The taste of copper as she coughed up bl
ders
the edge of panic. I had died, a modern woman with the same name as this gi
foreign memories. I was just trying to make a deadline. I
bs crept into my nostrils. My sens
outside a door. "I've confirmed it
ing with satisfaction. "Finall
"Follow protocol. Alert the cleaning crew. Dispose of it before
till had a functioning
g to throw me
erwhelming, surged through me. I had
ating down a hallway. I
ergy, every ounce of my wi
finge
It sent a searing pain, like a te
it w
d darkness of my mind. I kept trying
t, suppressed sob from
Acosta. The original Danette's mother. Lo
's concern-mixed with my own despera
refusing to expand. Panic flared. I forced myself to
flooded them, a feeling of be
it. I was
o view. It was dilapidated, dark. A single sliver of
tatue carved from grief, except for her thin fingers plucking at a frayed thread on her sle
but I knew. A woman who had l
o save
d the door. Heavier this
r creak
line that felt like lightning, I poured ever
at
twisted into masks of pure terror. One of them let out a choked scream. The other simpl
wide open, sitting bolt u

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