Brax“Madison, stop!”Blair shoots a glare in my direction. Placing her hands on Madison’s shoulders, she stops her from looking back and pushes Madison forward.“Madison!”“Fuck off, you traitor.” Blair snaps as I jog to catch up with them.“You are a fine one to talk, and this," I wiggle a finger
Damien “How about a drink?” I mutter as I watch Brax’s gaze drift to Ryken's place.“Might as well,” he tuts, “She’s not going to speak to me for a while.”He follows me to my place and settles on the kitchen worktop.“Dottie is changing,” I mutter as I slide a glass towards Brax.“She’s growing up
“Hunters.” He sighs, “A Hunter’s soul doesn’t break.”“How is that even possible?”“It’s the way we are born. Maybe it is why I can see souls so well.” He shrugs, “When our own is whole, we see things differently.”I look over at his glass. He has only had a tiny bit of brandy and slowly swills the
Neah“You still haven’t said anything,” Samara whispers as she eyeballs me. “She’s talking to Nyx,” Damien tells her.The longer Samara waits for me to talk, the more jittery she becomes. Shifting her weight from one foot to the other, slurping on her coffee or glancing over my shoulder at Damien.
BraxIndy allows Amy to drag her through the crumbling hallways. I stay close, ready to rip Indy away the moment something changes. Amy’s soul is a mess. I knew she was helping, but I still didn’t trust her. There are cracks, and then there are holes, and sadly, the remainder of her soul is riddled
BraxI cock a brow at her, “Have you seen the rocks below?”“Yes.” She pivots around to Orion, who is standing at another window. “It’s what she said, okay. The tide isn’t always this low and…”“If we don’t hit it perfectly, we die anyway.” I tut.“I know what she said sounds insane." She stares at
Klaus shakes his head at me as a warning not to push further.I look out at the viscious sea, “She jumped?”Amy’s grey eyes are bright as she nods. “I told her, jump.” “It looks like we are jumping. If Eris could do it, so can we."We take turns watching the sea, waiting for the tides to change, ti
KlausI drag Xavi from the water, thanking whoever was listening for our survival. I just hoped the rest would make it out alive.Xavi's white fur clings to his lean body as he climbs up into the dry cove that doesn’t seem to be affected by the waves. He shakes the water from his fur, spraying me wi