Being an outcast from the shifter community was the least of my concerns.As negative thoughts and fears reeled in me, I started to cry, my quiet sobs in sync with the rising and falling of Jason’s chest, before exhaustion dragged me under.I finally fell asleep with my nose buried against the vampire’s broad chest.Intense light simmering outside the cave woke me. I pried open my eyes, realizing it was already high noon. I peeked at my companion, who seemed to be in a coma. That was what heat and sun could do to a vampire.Sunlight was a vampire’s biggest foe. It drained their strength. Intense, direct sunlight could burn a less powerful vampire to ash in an instant. Even a very powerful vampire grew weak under the direct sun, but he might survive a couple of hours before he perished.That was one of the reasons that Jason insisted on getting on the road near twilight, when he was stronger. It’d be my duty to guard him during the daytime.I gave the shimmering sunlight outside anothe
“Yeah? Should I tell you how amazing you are?” I asked, my words and thoughts returning to me. The vampire had broken the spell by whispering the truth.He pulled himself further from my neck with great effort while he gazed down at me, hunger and insane possessiveness lurking in his eyes. No one had ever looked at me like that, as if I were his universe.My breath hitched, and I inhaled a lungful of his intoxicating scent of powerful male, faint pine, and spring.“Tell me then. Go ahead,” he purred.The vampire could purr, and its darkly sensual, panties-melting power nearly made me come. I clenched my teeth to restrain myself from squeezing my thighs.“For starters, you’re heavy,” I panted.“If you want to complain now, you shouldn’t have played with my manhood this morning.”“I didn’t know it was a morning thing.” I spread my arms. “Sorry, sweety pie. See, I apologized.”“Not worth it,” he said, shaking his head and rolling off me.“Not worth what?” I bristled.Before I could deman
“Oh, I know how to handle you just fine,” he said, and the familiar sneer crossed his face, full of arrogance, sharpened like a blade aimed at my pride. It was his mask, the one he wore each time he sensed his vulnerability creeping too close to the surface, as if it would kill him to show any semblance of softness. The sneering vampire was back in full force, his contempt practically tangible, swirling between us like a thick mist. And yet, for all his biting remarks and perpetual irritation, I knew something he refused to admit. When danger loomed, he was the first to leap into its maw, his body instinctively positioned in front of mine, acting as an unyielding shield. A strange form of protection, silent and stubborn. Despite his protests, his actions spoke louder than any harsh words he threw at me. There was no room for doubt anymore.So, I chose to let his sneer roll off me, like water sliding down the side of a well-worn rock. I could pretend, just for fun, that it was
“I’d like a boring life more than this,” I muttered, gesturing toward the chaos unraveling in front of us. There was always something: a new enemy, another fight, some fresh threat on the horizon. “I’ll be honest with you, sweety pie, I’m a little tired of facing down another battle. I can’t even remember the last time I sat down to dinner, like a normal person.”“You had a meal a couple of hours ago,” he grated, his voice laced with irritation. “I always made sure you were fed, even if you choose to forget it.”“How is it you remember all these trivial details?” I scoffed, throwing up my hands. “Aren’t you supposed to be the vampire king or something? Shouldn’t you have minions for this, a whole legion to handle these small things and, I don’t know, carry your shoes?”“Carry my shoes?” He snorted, shaking his head. “To what end? You really need to make sense when you let words out of that mouth of yours, Ollivara. Words matter, you know. And if you hadn’t noticed, I don’t exactly hav
His eyes turned to polished ebony, his gaze steeled with the kind of deadly focus that sent a chill through my spine. Every ounce of his being shifted into that of a predator in full battle mode, his aura thick with menace and purpose. There was no room to falter now; trembling would only slow us down. Besides, I had long since learned that fear could be as deadly as any weapon if you let it sink its claws into you.“Let’s soldier on,” I said, trying to sound braver than I felt. The smell of iron, dust, and fear filled the air, pressing down on me. “I really don’t like those arrows. They hurt worse than fire.” The words were barely out of my mouth when a ghostly memory seized me, a flash of searing pain as I remembered an arrow embedding itself deep in my shoulder. I shivered despite myself. The wound had burned like molten metal, worse than anything I’d experienced before, and the memory was as vivid as if it had happened minutes ago.Jason’s eyes flared with rage, a
I could see him clearly at this distance. He was a middle-aged man with a thick mustache and cold fish eyes. Like the other witches, he was also dressed in a white robe but with a dark star denoting his rank etched on his shoulder.“Do not fear the Vampire King,” Guy yelled, darting wild glances at the two dozen shifter corpses piled around Jason. “He’s nothing! He isn’t a tenth of what he used to be. Losing his Bride before he could forge the mating bond with her a century ago weakened him greatly. He’s already half-mad. You’re doing him a great service by putting him out of his misery.”My heart pounded and blood rushed to my ears. What had the mage meant by that? What mating bond? But I couldn’t be that Bride. I looked only twenty-one. No way was I a century old.But I had no time to dwell on the mystery. I needed to deal with the witches first and get the net off Jason.“Gut the vampire, grab the girl as our trophy, and we all go home!” shouted a shifter captain who was directing
The vampires ignored me, but three of them edged closer to me. The tallest among them guarded Jason. He had beautiful dark skin and ivory wings, like an avenging god. He’d be White to me.“We’ll hold until the cavalry comes, my king.” White even bowed a little before he barked, “Shields!”I nearly jumped out of my skin because I was busy counting how many feathers he had; they nearly shone under the moonlight.And then I was amazed at the sight of all five vampires raising shields that I hadn’t realized they were carrying as they dropped out of the sky and surrounded Jason and me.I grinned. The battle was getting spicy.The shifters didn’t wait for us to perfect our formation before they crashed into us, and more of them were coming. The vampires fought bravely, and I shouted encouragement and instructions while darting around to stab my opponents when they couldn’t see me.Backstabbing
The light witches formed a triangle, their movements deliberate and synchronized as they raised their hands to the sky and began chanting in low, melodic voices. Soft, glowing orbs of light pooled around their feet and spiraled upward, intensifying with each whispered syllable. Within moments, a translucent shield of pale gold shimmered into existence, encircling our small group. The air hummed as the ward thickened and expanded, its protection spreading in a wide arc to envelop the vampire forces flanking us.The spells of the light witches infused the space with an almost tangible aura, creating a barrier that gleamed with the promise of protection. It was a spell woven to withstand the heaviest of assaults—one designed not just to deflect physical attacks like arrows or bullets but to repel dark magic itself.Jason's voice cut through the murmuring chants, barking an order in a guttural language unfamiliar to most of us. Yet, instinctively, I recognized the command. “Retreat,” it m
The light witches approached me cautiously, not entering through the French doors but appearing from the shadows on the other side. They’d been training me nonstop for days, testing my resilience and patience, pushing the limits of my powers. Barbie, always efficient, had drilled me on spells and potions, memorizing incantations and identifying herbs, understanding the delicate balance between dark and light magic. She made sure I could distinguish between what was forbidden and what was celebrated. Meanwhile, Fin had taken a more hands-on approach, guiding me in channeling my energy, summoning my power, and holding it steady in my grasp.Smooth, however, was relentless. He spent hours with me, determined to help me uncover the hidden elemental magics he claimed I possessed. “You should have command over all the elements,” he insisted, his gaze fierce. “Wind, fire, water, metal, and earth. They should respond to you.” Wind came naturally to me, flowing through my movements like an ext
The servants bowed to me and said if I needed anything, I should just ring the bell in the room and they’d come to serve me, before they departed to give me privacy.I immediately went to check the walk-in closet and found dozens of new outfits in my size inside. This was another type of lifestyle I needed to get used to.I headed to the bathroom to do my business and take a bath. When I came out, a tray of several dishes, including two hamburgers, sat in the center of the table.The hamburgers didn’t taste like the ones I’d shared with Diane and the girls, so I guessed it was the company. One shouldn’t eat a burger alone. I missed my friends dearly and hoped they were safe. But I knew no hunters would go after them since I was gone.I finished my food, sipped the juice, and rang the bell.A servant girl who looked my age came in and asked me if she could remove the remaining dishes. I nodded and thanked her.“Where is everyone?” I asked.She looked behind the open door, and Henry ste
But Jason? He wasn’t playing any games. There was no hidden disrespect, no fake flattery behind closed doors. When he recognized me, he did it wholeheartedly. Even if he teased me in private and let me know exactly when I got under his skin, there was an honesty about it, and a respect that felt genuine.We started toward the mansion, and as we did, I noticed a vampire heading toward us with purpose. He was young, by vampire standards, looking as if he’d been turned in his late twenties. His hair was a sandy blonde, cropped neatly, and his eyes were a bright blue that held a glint of intensity, an energy I didn’t see in many vampires. His sharp, square jaw only emphasized his striking features, but there was something else that set him apart: a perfectly groomed mustache, twirled at the ends in a way that would have looked ridiculous on anyone else. On him, though, it somehow worked, like he was channeling some old-world charm no one else had the guts to attempt. I couldn’t help but w
We left as soon as the sun set.Over a dozen black armored vans were lined up in front of the house. I shared a vehicle with my former companions, and I watched everyone vacate the fort efficiently.“Are we abandoning the fort?” I asked as our fleet cruised out of the gate.“The shifter army is coming here,” White said. He sat with Faerry in the last row of the seats. “This compound is compromised.”“The shifter army is coming?” I shrieked. “They’re still chasing us? When will they learn to give the fuck up and just go home?”“The dogs are hunters,” Faerry said, polishing her nails. “They never give up their quarry.”“Who’s the quarry?” I demanded. “They’d better not think it’s me.”“It’s you.” Faerry smiled at me. “But that’s okay. We’re with you. They lost face when we stole you right from under their noses. They need to even the score.”I narrowed my eyes in displeasure. “So this is a my-dick-can’t-be-smaller-than-yours thing?”“Our dicks are definitely bigger,” White said confident
“You’re his daughter,” he repeated, his voice steady but laced with an intensity that made my pulse spike. His gaze never wavered, and the weight of his words settled like a stone in the pit of my stomach. “Sues only confirmed it for me, but he’ll pay for that betrayal.” His jaw clenched, and I could see the flicker of rage in his eyes, a dark promise of vengeance. “I’ll make sure he doesn’t live through our next confrontation.”The wind howled outside, mirroring the chaos churning within me, and blood pounded so fiercely in my ears that it drowned out any other sound. Everything in me felt like a storm—a whirlwind of fear, confusion, anger, and something dangerously close to hope.“You know I’m an abomination,” I said, voice trembling yet defiant. “You know what I am—what I could do. That I’ll probably bring mass destruction.” My breath caught in my throat, but
“Shove the family talk up your fat ass,” I snarled. “Or I’ll have the witches do it for you.”“You’ll never touch her again,” Jason snarled, his fangs out, his eyes darker than nightmares. I shivered, not because of fear, but because he appeared so sexy in his dark glory. It’d turn any woman on when a male would go to war to protect you, and the Vampire King had just issued a challenge. “I’ll tear you to pieces and erase your essence and soul forever.”“You don’t even know what you harbor in your keep, Vampire King,” the vile male snorted. “She’ll wreck your world again and rain down fire and death on Earth. I’m not the bad guy. I’ve been trying to save what’s left of Earth, but she’ll leave nothing standing when her monster comes out to play. And don’t you know we aren’t the only hunters? The entire Earth has risen up against her, or the idea of her.The Defenders, Guardians, Watchers, just to name a few. If anyone points them your way, the tsunami will sweep over you, and you won’t h
The words were a shield around me, a possessive claim that sent a warmth curling in my chest. The protective instinct in his tone sent a wave of comfort through me, but the warmth was short-lived. Just as quickly, something colder and sharper slid through me—a flicker of doubt. Would he still think of me as his if Nossy’s poisonous words managed to turn him against me? If she whispered enough of her twisted truths, would Jason still stand by me? Or would he, too, start seeing me as the thing everyone feared?I shoved that thought aside, but it lingered like a shadow, clawing at the edges of my mind.Before I could even form a response, the chill in the air thickened, and a bone-deep sense of dread swept over me. I started to speak, to snap at Nossy to shut up, but the words died on my tongue when her head jerked backward with a sickening crack. The movement was unnatural, contorted—like something had taken hold of her, something that wasn’t her at all.Her eyes turned black—pure, soul
My throat tightened as I stared at Nossy, her sneer a constant reminder of the chaos she had caused in my life. I must get the truth out of her—alone. The thought echoed in my mind like a mantra, desperate and urgent. If she said anything that didn’t sit right with me, I’d just snuff her out quietly. No one would know. No one would have a chance to turn on me. Worse, no one would start hunting me. It was safer that way. Easier.I had heard enough whispers in the Shifters Uni to know that the rumors surrounding Deathroh’s daughter were growing louder by the day. They said she was still alive, walking the Earth, her very existence a threat to everyone—human and supernatural alike. The idea of her had become something of a myth, a whispered warning among those who sought to protect their own from his wrath. And the most terrifying part? They believed that she was me.I couldn’t even begin to comprehend it. Deathroh’s daughter? Me? How? How could I possibly be his daughter? I was a hybrid
Jason, for his part, didn’t say anything. He didn’t need to. His gaze, his quiet intensity, said everything.I cleared my throat, breaking the moment, but a small, teasing smile still tugged at the corners of my mouth. “You didn’t sleep on the job, Henry,” I said, glancing at the man holding the tray of coffee.Henry shot me a look, his eyes narrowing slightly as though he was offended. “I never sleep on the job,” he replied curtly, his tone firm and almost defiant. His posture didn’t shift an inch, still rigid and professional, and I could see the faintest traces of amusement in his gaze, though it was expertly hidden behind his usual stoic demeanor.“I’m glad and surprised,” I said, grinning a little as I took a step closer to him. “Is that coffee for me?” I asked, my voice light, teasing.Henry’s snort was immediate. “Who else could get me to serve her coffee?” he muttered, barely containing his distaste.I laughed softly, the sound unexpectedly easy, and then it clicked—this had b