Percy is pregnant. He is overjoyed, and Prince Edward, his master and owner, is just as happy. Both men are content, and are enjoying the simple life at Hartgrove, Prince Edward’s country estate. There they stay in pre-baby bliss, until the christening of the Cassian Dynasty’s newest princeling approaches. Prince Edward decides to risk King Henry’s wrath, and brings Percy back to the capital to attend his nephew’s christening, putting his and Percy’s unconventional relationship front and center in the media and the court. Greed and betrayal combine to place Percy and their unborn child in danger, and the capital, once a place of power and strength for Prince Edward, becomes a prison. Percy is confronted by the reality of his social status and what exactly it means to be the collared consort of a Cassian blood prince–and how dangerous that place of honor can be.
Caught between the orders of King Henry and the dangers to be found in Court and city, Percy and Edward strive to protect themselves, their love, and their unborn child.
This is such a wonderful series. This book is a fabulous sequel to the first book in the series. You see more of the characters you love. You get to see beautiful emotions and get lost in a word you can’t help but want to visit. Prince Mason and the guard Reynard are wonderful allies and there’s clearly a story there. The library scene was my favorite in the whole story. There was so much joy for Percy in that moment, and it’s something that he can remember forever. Plus it was an amazingly thoughtful gift from Edward. I loved the scene in the church where Percy realizes he’s no longer afraid of what others think, of those hunting him, and of those trying to keep him as a possession. It’s such a powerful scene because you can feel Percy growing and his strength coming through the pages. There’s a third book coming and I cannot wait to read it. I hope there will be more from the characters that support Percy and Edward. I want to see those two men free to live and love and raise a family. But I also want to see all the other characters that deserve love, get it; and those that are hunting them get what they deserve too.
Four and a half
He pulled the sheet up to Percy’s chin, and smoothed it down over his chest and stomach. He rested his hand on Percy’s abdomen, amazed as he always was when he thought about it, that his child grew inside his mate. A child, his and Percy’s.
Percy was a breeder, and Edward mourned for a brief second that his mate’s ice-blue eyes or sweet smile would never be gifted to a child of theirs, his consort’s DNA only minimally transferrable to any offspring he may have. The vision of a little girl, with Edward’s dark hair and Percy’s bright eyes flashed for a moment in his mind, but he pushed it away. Percy would gift their child only enough DNA to be viable and grow, and his smile or entrancing eyes would never be handed down to a new generation.
Yet it was enough that there would be children; Percy had a tender heart, and a need to love. Edward wanted sons and daughters, the more, the merrier, and he knew Percy would want and love each child with everything in his small frame. This first child of theirs would not be the last. Hartgrove Court was a huge estate, a working farm and manor, and large enough to support a big family and plenty of staff. It had been gifted to Edward through his late mother’s dowry upon her death, property given to all her children not in the direct line of succession. Edward was thankful his mother knew him well, since the manor and farm went to him and not his more urban-centered siblings. Edward felt a pang of grief, faint now after all these years that his mother, the late Queen of Cassia, would never know her future grandchildren.
Edward made himself leave Percy’s side, the doctor’s words to him about how Percy’s pregnancy may come with complications worrying him. Since Percy was a first-generation design, crafted by the late Master Cartwright of Heritage Breeders, there was no blueprint of sorts in place for how Percy would handle pregnancy. Cartwright had made Percy for himself, though Edward was selfishly glad that Cartwright died before Percy was mature enough for breeding. Percy was his now, forever, and the only touch he would know would be Edward’s.
Revella Hawthorne is an erotica author and fanfiction addict who enjoys putting the naughty visions in her head down on paper, and then giggling feverishly while watching people read them for the first time. (The initial reaction NEVER gets old!) Thank goodness for her betas, otherwise she’d have no barometer for just how delicious her stories actually are.
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