[Vance’s POV]I sit at my piano, staring at the blank music sheet in front of me, trying to will something to come to mind. However, with each passing minute I stare at it, my anger grows more and more, to the point where I know I’m not going to be able to compose a thing tonight. Not when that woman making out with another man haunts my thoughts.Who the fuck was she to think that she could just go about doing as she pleased after I marked her as my own? She had some gall, and when I found the one she was kissing, I was going to kill him with my bare hands.Letting out a growl, I get up, knocking my glass of wine, which sits on the edge of the piano, over so that the beautiful red colors begin to spread across the white marble, staining it beautifully as if it were blood itself.I continue to stare at it for a moment longer before heading out of my studio to find Allister leaning against the wall.“What is it?” I ask, eyeing him suspiciously.“Can’t I simply come and see my little br
[Tabitha’s POV]I stare in shock at the vampire standing in front of me with his belt clamped between his fingers, wondering how in the hell I even got here.After leaving the scene of yet another case, I simply intended to come home, have a few glasses of wine, watch porn, and relieve myself after how feral Atticus had made me. So why was I face down and ass up on a couch with one of the sexy vampire twins staring at me? And why was my body going along with what he wanted?I knew that I should be fighting and killing him on the spot, but everything in me screamed for him to punish me, pleasure me, and fuck me until I was a fucking mess.“Are you going to take them off, little mouse?” He continues, snapping his belt. “You have until the count of three, and then..."“You’re going to wish you listened.”Eyes widening, I watch as the other vampire walks in, looking fucking sexy as hell in a form-fitting suit and his hair up.“Glad you could join me, Allister,” the first vampire chuckles.
[Allister’s POV]I stare down at the woman’s perfect ass as her anal walls twitch and squeeze around me. I’m sure that she is in immense pain due to the fact that no lube was involved, but since she had been a naughty girl, I was going to make sure that she remembered to obey.If I made it too easy for her now, then she wouldn't appreciate it when I gave it to her kindly. She would learn to know the difference between punishment and reward; otherwise, she wouldn't be an obedient little slut when she finally came to Vance and me.Giving her hips a squeeze, I begin to move, setting the pace for both me and Vance while the woman hisses in pain and pleasure.“Would you look at that, Vance?" I chuckle, digging my nails into her skin so that blood begins to bead on my fingertips. “She really is a dirty one.”“Of course she is,” Vance agrees, starting to move along with me. “That’s why she’s fucking anything with a dick. She got so fucking wet when you called her dirty; it's clear she loves
[Allister’s POV]When Vance and I return home, we go our separate ways, but I can’t seem to calm down. I didn’t know what the hell it was about that woman that caused her scent, her taste, and even how fucking good she felt to stay with me, but as I lounge in my room drinking a cup of wine before turning in, all I can think about is her.“Fuck,” I hiss, slamming my glass down and getting up. “What the hell is this?”I make my way out of the room and head toward Damien, our historian’s office, in hopes he can help me better understand what is happening.In all of my years, I hadn’t ever experienced anything like this, and it was extremely unsettling. I noticed something was off in the club when we first met her, but now after having her, I knew that she was different from the rest, but I couldn’t understand why since she was nothing more than a mere human.Humans were only meant to be food and a means to procreate; that was it. Once they served their purpose, it was over, and we moved
[Tabitha’s POV]Pain shoots through me as light penetrates through my closed eyelids. Fuck, I felt like I had been hit by a ton of bricks. What in the world happened last night after I came home?Prying my eyes open, I slowly sit up and rub my temples while I wrack my brain in an attempt to come up with the cause of the pain I was feeling. However, I immediately regret it when images that seem more like dreams start to appear that involve me and those vampire twins getting down and dirty right on my fucking couch.“Dammit!” I snarl, jumping up and immediately regretting it as a wave of dizziness hits. “Those bastards! How could they?”More like, how could you? The small voice in the back of my head counters, causing my heart to constrict painfully and bile to rise up in my throat as guilt crashes into me.Right. How could I? I actually let the very things that took everything away from me fuck me, and I actually enjoyed it. I couldn’t even deny that.Frowning, I try to ignore the sudd
[Anthony’s POV]I shoot a glare at the damned ice man before turning my gaze to where Tabitha stands, watching the officers that were attempting to take her in for questioning. Whose fucking side was the ice man on? Ours, or these bastards?"Release me!" I growl, attempting to crack the ice that holds me. "Before I consider you the enemy,"As far as I was concerned, every supernatural being was the enemy and needed to be gotten rid of, but since it was becoming more and more common for them to exist amongst us, I wasn't able to do that. Instead, I had to work alongside them and try to get along with them. I was going against every instinct and teaching I had received from the church."If I do," the ice man begins. "You'll attempt to attack these men again.""And?" I snap. "They're trying to take Tabitha in as if she is a criminal!"Was he out of his fucking mind? So he was helping them instead of us. Even though we worked closely alongside PD, it didn’t mean that we always saw eye to
[Tabitha’s POV]I wasn’t quite sure why I agreed to come out this evening with Anthony and Atticus; maybe it was because I needed a way to calm down after what I did with those vampires, or it was the fact that the mystery behind all those deaths that were occurring had something to do with me. Either way, I was already beginning to regret it as either man sat beside me.Sighing, I down the drink in front of me before beginning to stand.“Where are you going?” Anthony demands. “Let me escort you.”“Bathroom,” I huff, narrowing my gaze. “You aren’t allowed there.”For a moment, it looks like Anthony is going to argue with me, but before he can, a laugh escapes Atticus that draws Anthony’s attention from me.“Quit fucking hovering!" Atticus chuckles. “Can’t you see she is sick of your clinging?”“Who the fuck are you to say anything?” Anthony challenges him, allowing me the opportunity to escape.Rolling my eyes, I begin to move, making my way through the crowd until I reach my destinat
[Atticus’ POV]I stare into Tabitha’s eyes while fighting the urge to shove her against that fucking locked door and testing just how far she is truly willing to let me go. However, before I can act on instinct, a couple of women round the corner and take us in curiously. From the looks on their faces, it is easy to tell that they think I'm some freak attempting to hit on a poor drunk woman.Cursing under my breath, I reach out and grab Tabitha’s hand and begin to lead her back down to the street so that I can hail another cab. When one manages to stop, I help her into the backseat and then climb in.After giving the cabby my address, I attack, slamming my mouth against hers while my hands began to explore her body.A small moan escapes her lips as she climbs onto my lap and begins to slowly move, grinding herself against me while the cabby’s face in rearview grows more and more nervous.When we arrive at my apartment, I throw money at the now traumatized man and begin to carry Tabith
[Tabitha’s POV]“Then we have tonight.”If you asked me if this was the outcome I was expecting after taking down Titus and ending one threat, I would say no. I wasn’t an overflowing fucking optimist, but to know that in the end, the ones who stood beside me through this time would disappear one by one was a punch to the gut.Atticus would be leaving to go to the unseelie court, Vance would need time to calm his clan and gain control, and Anthony was gone and would never be back.“I think the lady wants you,” JD chuckles, breaking the silence that had fallen around us. “Why are you just standing there?”“Shut up,” Atticus growls, reaching out and grabbing me.It doesn’t take long for us to arrive back at Atticus’ home, and the minute we step in the door, my clothes are being ripped off along with his. Once they’re out of the way, Atticus is dropping to his knees and burying his face in my folds.“Atticus,” I gasp, spreading my legs wider. “The door.”“Fuck the door,” he growls, contin
[Atticus’ POV]“His help doesn’t come easy.”The words leave my lips as I take Tabitha in, waiting to see if her resolve will quake. Maybe this was the reason that I fell for her, or maybe it was the undeniable draw that I felt. Whatever it was I knew, with or without my memories, I would choose her again and again because of the strength she radiated.“I don’t care,” she says, beginning to move. “And if you’re just going to stand here and argue, you can..."“No,” I sigh, hoisting Titus as he begins to slip. “Let’s go.”I begin to move, heading into JD’s domain, and then lead the way to his room, where he should be waiting. When we arrive, the door swings open, and a broad smile rests on his face.“Did you succeed?” He asks, eyeing the wrapped-up lump on my shoulder. “Or did you bring me another gift?"“No,” I chuckle, throwing Titus on the ground. “It’s what you want.”“But before that,” Tabitha adds, making her presence known. “There are some things that we would like to ask him.”“
[Tabitha’s POV]I wait until Atticus disappears out of the room and the sound of his steps grows distant before turning my gaze to Vance, who is watching me curiously. I was sure that he was curious why I was still standing here. I wanted to speak with him alone. And probably, what the hell was I even doing?“Promise me,” I begin, deciding there was no point in beating around the bush. “That you won’t disappear.”I knew I was asking a lot, and I wouldn’t blame him for denying my request. Technically, it was because of my existence that his brother and father are now gone. And that his clan was undergoing something so serious. But I didn’t want to lose the one solid thing I had beside me.“I know I'm asking a lot and that you don’t owe me, but..."“Shut up.”Leaning forward, Vance grabs my chin and then presses his lips against mine. Immediately, the world and all the fucking problems we are facing disappear, and all I can feel is him. Is it because of his mark on me? Because of everyt
[Tabitha’s POV]I stand up and take in the room in front of me. Atticus and Vance are both here, staring at me as if they’re looking at a ghost, and laying on the ground is Titus, and someone clearly beat the shit out of him.“Good job,” I say slowly, nodding toward the bastard on the ground. “I’m glad the two of you managed to take care of him.”It was probably ridiculous to say this after dying and then coming back, but the awkwardness was beginning to get to me.“How?” Vance rasps, moving forward.Reaching out, he attempts to touch me, but lets out a hiss when his fingers touch the sunlight and begin to burn.“Dammit,” he growls.“Here,” I say, climbing through the hole that was made in my cage while I was out of it. When I’m out of the sunlight and standing in front of Vance, I grab his wrist and bring his hand to my face so that he can feel it. “Better?”Growing quiet, I wait as he processes what is happening, and when understanding finally seems to dawn in him, he is reaching ou
[Tabitha’s POV]I feel like I’m floating. In the blissful darkness that surrounds me, I’m weightless. My body drifts in and out of what I can only assume is oblivion. Did this mean that I died? If I did, I could only hope by this point that Vance and Atticus would be able to defeat Titus, and if not... Well, there was nothing I could do at this point.Letting out a sigh, I try to drift away again so that the worry I’m beginning to feel doesn’t continue to haunt me. However, with each passing minute, I can feel my consciousness becoming clearer and clearer until I can’t remain oblivious, and it’s frustrating.Slowly, I begin to open my eyes, but I have to close them again as dazzling light attacks them, and when I open them again, I have to squint.Frowning, I begin to take in the area around me, trying to determine exactly what was happening and where I was. Was this the afterlife? But how could it be? As a sinner and a member of the undead, wouldn’t hell be the place to which I belon
[Vance’s POV]Shouts and snarls erupt around me as I burst into the mansion ahead and begin to look around. Why the fuck would Tabitha be stupid enough to go in alone when she knew that my father was most likely waiting for her?As this thought hits, two of my father’s men rush toward me. Growling, I lift my hands and connect with them. Once I’ve got control, I liff and throw them into the next line of men that are making their way toward me.Behind me, I can hear Atticus, and when icy bullets begin to erupt around me, I extend my senses until I feel Tabitha.“I’m heading up!” I announce, taking in the scene around me. “Can you handle it here?”“Yeah,” Atticus puffs, switching out the weaponry on his arms for something stronger. “Just don’t forget; I need that heart.”Nodding, I begin to move, only stopping long enough to dodge a sneak attack.“Nice try,” I grin, kicking out and sending the man crashing into the wall and then moving forward so that I can grab his head and twist until
[Tabitha’s POV]I keep my gaze fixed on the hole where the slowly-lightening sky can be seen. I had maybe twenty minutes at most before the sun was high enough to shine down on me. Shit, what the hell was I going to do?“Don’t look so afraid, my pet,” Titus murmurs. “This was always your fate from the moment you came into existence.”“Wouldn’t that mean it was the same fate for you?” I ask."No, because I wasn’t born a monster, I was turned, and in finally getting rid of you, my true love will forgive me and bring me and my people out of the shadows.”“Your true love?” I repeat as I feel my consciousness being tugged on.Gasping, I feel my eyes roll into the back of my head as images of a beautiful field with white flowers swaying in the breeze appear. Standing in the field are Titus and a woman with flowing blonde hair and bright golden eyes. She wears a white gown that is almost transparent, allowing the perfect view of her body beneath.Instantly, I feel a sense of familiarity and
[Tabitha’s POV]I can feel Vance’s hesitation as he tries to make sense of my plan. I knew that it was a suicide mission, but to see Allister suffering so fucking much because of his own father, I couldn’t stop the burning desire I felt to kill Titus.“You don’t have to join us,” Atticus offers, breaking the silence that was settling around us. “We don’t need you anyway.”“Do you really think you stand a chance against them?” Vance counters.“I wager I have a good chance at surviving,” Atticus chuckles. “I would just have to breakout the heavy ammo.”As he speaks, ice starts to wrap around his muscular arms and form into what looks like machine guns. Damn, he really was capable, wasn’t he? With his ice magic, Vance’s blood magic, and my combat skills, I was sure that we would be okay.“Fine,” Vance huffs. “But remember, my father is mine.”“I need his heart,” Atticus counters. "Therefore, I should be..."“He’s mine,” Vance repeats more firmly. “I’ll give you his fucking heart before i
[Vance’s POV]My gaze stays fixed on Tabitha as she stares in the direction that ice fae bastard disappeared in. As much as I tried to tell myself that I didn’t give two shits if they had something, seeing her so fucking hurt over his leaving left a bad taste in my mouth.“Are you just going to sit there?” I ask, unable to continue to watch her misery. “Don’t you think we should get out of here too before someone finds this?"As I speak, I motion to the pile of ice, flesh, and bone that covers the floor. It was only a matter of time before someone realized that August’s remains were up here, and I didn’t want to be present when that happened.The fae stuck together through most things, and to kill one of their own would make you all of their enemy. I couldn’t wait to see how things would work out for Atticus due to what he did, but for now, the repercussions would have to wait.“No,” Tabitha says softly, finally snapping out of her daze. “I’m not.”“Then let’s go.” I huff, pulling up