I dug my heels into the ground. Chevalier nicked my throat with his knife, causing me to hiss as the silver burned my sensitive flesh, but I did not lift my feet. I refused to be entirely helpless again. “Stop resisting,” Chevalier ordered as he tightened his grip on me. “It will be much less pain
The steady beeping of a heart monitor woke my senses first. Then came the blinding brightness of fluorescent lights bouncing off of pure white walls and the stingingly sterile smell of floor cleaner. Finally, as my vision focused, I saw Andrew sitting back in a chair next to my bed, Jeffrey forever
Andrew’s second house was drastically different from the Alpha King mansion, though still luxurious. A midcentury modern, the house was angular with a plethora of windows and sliding glass doors to open up the space. From a security perspective, I guessed it was a nightmare, but from an architectura
Chevalier chuckled. “How chivalric.” In a flash, he pointed his gun at Jeffrey’s leg and shot him with a silver bullet. I screamed as Jeffrey fell to the ground, clutching the wound and groaning loudly. I dropped to the ground beside him, a bullet whizzing by my head as I did so. “Jeffrey—”
After the police got our statements and took away Chevalier’s body, I returned to my apartment with a temporary replacement guard until Jeffrey healed from the silver poisoning. I couldn’t stay at Andrew’s second house for another moment, not with the memory of what I had done there. Andrew voluntee
Jeffrey’s mouth thinned into a flat line. “Many would say that you didn’t have a choice either,” he argued, “but there was a time when I made a kill that I shouldn’t have.” He took a deep breath, as though to compose himself. “It was before I worked for Andrew, when I was working for a more mi
A week after our discussion at my apartment, I sat on Andrew’s lap in his home office as he read reports about the latest vampiric attacks. I tried to not look at the computer screen, worried that images of the victims might trigger one of my attacks. Fortunately, the Newton’s cradle on Andrew’s des
“I am well aware, but my girlfriend has not had the displeasure of dealing with your kind beyond the most recent threats to her life, so I believe she might be in the dark still.” I nodded, trying to not let my ignorance make me embarrassed. Mr. Barone grinned. “Innocence, how adorable.
That night, long after the last of the guests had left for their rooms, Andrew and I returned to the presidential suite to find that the staff had decorated it in preparation for our stay. All the décor, right down to the bed sheets, had been switched out for matching red and gold pieces. The light
Andrew’s eyes met mine as I approached the altar. He smiled at me, and I smiled back. He looked so handsome in his classic black tuxedo that I could hardly wait for after the reception to be with him. As I took my place across from Andrew, I handed my bouquet to Lily. The priestess bega
One month later, I stood in a suite at a private beachside resort, admiring my wedding dress. It hugged my curves in all the right places while still gently brushing against the ground like a low-hanging cloud. Crystals glistened in the room’s fluorescent lights, and the train flowed behind me effor
“Let’s continue this in the bedroom,” I said, breathless. Andrew nodded his agreement. I pulled Andrew to his feet as he stuck the ring box back in his pocket. Then I dragged him back to the bedroom, leading him by the tie. Not that he needed to be dragged; he would have followed me anywhere by th
Andrew texted me and said his flight was delayed by a few errands he had to run, so I waited. And waited. I waited for an entire day, and even began to worry that Andrew had changed his mind. Then I heard a knock at my door. I leapt off the couch and rushed to answer it. Stopping just short of the
Noah left the next day. I took him to the airport, we exchanged a hug and a brief farewell, and then I watched him walk through the gate. That was the last time I ever saw him. With a heavy heart, I returned to an empty apartment. All our furniture and my belongings—what little I still had—were the
Sensing the urgency in Noah’s voice, I leaned in closer. “What is it?” I asked, trying to suppress the anticipation in my voice. Noah’s grip on my hands tightened. “I’m going to study financial law in the human world.” I froze. My heart thumped hard against my ribs, so hard that I thought th
The nightmares did not stop. In fact, they got worse. By the end of that week, I was having at least one every night, and it was showing in behavior during the day. I could scarcely stay awake. At my new branch of Ever After Weddings, I had to sneak off into the breakroom whenever there were no cu
I dreamt of the Lunar Festival. Noah and I walked hand-in-hand through the stalls, enjoying the sparkling lights and the company of our new pack mates. Yet something was off. I could feel a chill in the air, a foreboding that I could not quite shake off. “We should get out of here,” I said, tryi