“I have been gifted the ability to mind link regardless of a mate bond. I just haven’t quite figured out how to do it…” After addressing Vees comment she turned back to me. “I was hoping you could attempt to contact him, just to see how he’s holding up. I need to know if he’s at least somewhat alrig
“Maybe it’s like a final farewell.” I stated in a very hushed tone, as to attempt to not let anyone hear my concerns. “Most of these people are unlikely to survive the battle.” “Maybe… I still think it’s in poor taste.” It left a sour flavor in my mouth also. “Will you come with me to see Dylan tom
Dylan POV I was tired, unbelievably tired. For the first time in months my sleep was plagued by nightmares. Nightmares of the king, the moon goddess, Lewis, and the upcoming battle. It was all just coming at me so so quickly, and I felt like I hadn't even had time to breathe before this was all sp
"I couldn't sleep." Was my short reply as I remained jotting down supplies and ideas that could be beneficial to the rebellion. "Too busy spear heading the revolution?" I simply nodded my head at the alphas chuckled words. Gilliards sarcasm and glee went right over my head while I was in the thrall
"I'll send a list of supplies over." Vee answered quickly. Not missing a beat to accept my proposal. It was good because the safe haven was the best place for the injured. It already had some important medical equipment, so we just needed extra supplies. Bandages, rubbing alcohol, band aids, and ice
Lewis POV Still! My body completely unable to move while I helplessly watched the horrors of Dylan's defilement as it unfolded in front of me. I screamed and shouted as loud as I could, but all my protests, all my objections fell on death ears. The screams coming from my chosen mate sent my blood
"I wonder if his grace will let me be the one to rip your heart out." His shit eating grin widened at the thought and I noticed his claws elongate at the spoken thought. "I'd love to feel it beating in my hand before I crush it." "Why not just do it now then?" Was it wise of me to goad? Probably no
His words twisted in my gut like a knife. The air between us felt electric, charged with tension, my pulse pounding in my ears. I couldn’t make sense of what Warren was implying. Illana’s death had been a tragedy, it had nothing to do with Josh! He found her just after the hunters did, the anger ins