All Hail (Queen Crow, #1)

by J. Bree

“You’re ruthless and you’re fierce. You’re unstoppable and you’re so fucking loyal that you won the Wolf’s friendship. The Jackal doesn’t fucking know who he’s messing with.”

Ash Beaumont is chivalry in the most arrogant and snarling package. I adore him.

I knew he’d fall for the Mounty girl, I just didn’t realize at the time that we all would.

“Ash isn’t the only one who breathes for you, Floss. I’d level fucking cities for you, any of us would. If you need some quiet then it’s yours, just… just don’t drown in it.”

“Good. There’s no point going out if you’re not ruining someone’s life.”

Aodhan grins and I’m tempted to ruin his life. They’re both baiting me to convince me that this is a good idea. They want me angry and fighting back about going out so I enjoy my night but… I’m still on the fence about it. I wish I wanted to go out and drink and find some stupid man to spend the night with. I wish I wanted to act my age for a minute but really, I just want to stay home and plan out how to take control of the Bay completely. How could drinking and sex compare to total world domination?

Why is everyone I’m surrounded by in love and happy and complete while I’m desperately trying to scrape together the pieces of myself so I can just exist in peace? Great. The signature Blaise Morrison Pity Party has somehow infected me.

I never gave a shit about power. Not until I saw the girl who wields it like a weapon.

“Wipe your chin, for fuck’s sake. I’ll call Ash to come kill you if you pop a tent in your pants right now. I’ll fucking do it, just for funsies, because I don’t wanna see that shit.”

I don’t kneel for anyone.”

You think I don’t know you love him? You think that shit will scare me off? Queenie, nothing affects you and me except you and me. He’s not going to ruin this for us, get that through that gorgeous head of yours.”