Lilac’s P.O.V. “Yeah, yeah.” He grunted, blowing some silver strands of hair from his face. “You cannot tell anyone this, got it? Not your friends, and not your mate.” I was definitely going to tell Nox, but he could keep a secret. “Deal, I’ll keep my mouth shut. Now what is it?” “Zuri, your frie
Where the front of Zuri’s store looked seconds away from collapsing, the back was just a tad more put together. I assume it’s because it was furthest away from the explosion. Glass still littered the sidewalk where the windows had been blown to bits. The longer I looked at the carnage, the more I re
Lilac’s P.O.V. A sea of voices floated in the air around me. Some were louder than others, some more masculine or feminine. Within each one was a note of urgency that quickly became tangible the more I regained consciousness. I could taste it in the air, a mixture of tart antiseptic and the sourne
I was going to kill them both, but first I needed to get out of here. The doctor patted my leg gently in a bid to gain my attention. With his creepy smile in place, he clicked the flashlight in his hand. “I’m going to check your vitals now. One of my colleagues is going to get your pulse. If you co
The Whisperer crept closer to the bed I sat on. “The four years you spent at the camp’s was to prepare you for this moment.” Up close I could see how disheveled he looked, a far cry from the man he’d been just one week ago. That wasn’t all, though. Agony lived and breathed within his eyes, and it w
Nox’s P.O.V. “You need to sleep. It’s been days, Nox. You’re running on fumes, and a few hours won’t hurt anything. We won’t stop looking for her.” A migraine pulsed behind my eyes; the same one I’d been sporting for days now. I looked up from the handwritten note that sat in front of me and glowe
I sent her a quick mind-link but was met with unending silence. The kind that rang in your ears and left your head buzzing. For the first time since losing her father, she’d fallen asleep on her own. Not only that, but she wasn’t having any nightmares. I should’ve gone and checked in on her, but I d
Nox’s P.O.V. This was five days ago, and we still didn’t know what to make of it all. With each passing day, I could feel my sanity waning. Even worse, my pain was nothing in comparison to what Lilac must’ve felt. She was alone, trapped by the very person who had put those scars on her back. Night