The Gilded Wolves (The Gilded Wolves, #1)

by Roshani Chokshi

“Have you never heard the saying ‘you attract more flies with honey than vinegar’?” “Why would I want to attract flies?”

The numerical representation was called phi, approximately 1.618. Her father had showed her how one could find evidence of the golden ratio all throughout nature: in the spiral of a nautilus shell or the round hearts of sunflowers and pine cones … but she had never seen it in someone’s home. Zofia blinked, scanning the room as if she’d never seen it until now. Everywhere she looked she saw examples of the golden ratio. In the entrances. The shape of windows. The equation was all over. Numbers were never accidental. There was intention here. But to what purpose, Zofia could not fathom.

“The world has a shit memory. It will never pay its debts unless you force its hand.”

But what no one tells you is that even when you decide which world you will live in, the world may not always see you as you would wish.

“Great minds think alike.” Zofia frowned. “No, they don’t. Otherwise every idea would be uniform.”