AYRA"Ayra, come sit," Kimberly said with a strained smile I saw right through."Where's he? Something happened to him, didn't it?" I asked, trying to mentally prepare myself for whatever she was about to say.If she looked like this, then it was bad."Did you relieve yourself in the bathroom?""Yes. What's wrong?""Nathaniel is badly injured, and his wound isn't healing up. They said he was attacked by demons.""Okay. Where is he?""About that — you're not allowed to see him. Aiden and Alan are pissed at you.""Why?"She shrugged. "Logan didn't say.""Well, I don't care, anyway. I'm going to see him. Where is he?""The hospital. I don't know his particular room number, though.""It doesn't matter."If Nathaniel's brothers thought they could stop me, then they were in for a treat. I didn't know which one I met in the kitchen, but if only he'd hurried to help Nathaniel when I told him to, maybe all of this wouldn't have hap
ISHMAELI watched the scene unraveling before me, not knowing whether to interfere or keep quiet. I got where every single emotion was coming from.They all cared about Nathaniel, and that made their emotions fly all over the place. Aiden especially. During the brief times that I had witnessed Aiden and Alan's interactions with Nathaniel, I saw how deeply they cared for Nathaniel. If they could give their lives for their brother, they would. That was how deep their loyalty to one another ran.As someone who they looked up to, seeing him lying helplessly on a hospital bed was something they weren't used to.I understood Ayra's point of view, too. She lived with Nathaniel, and if I wasn't wrong, they shared the same bed. They couldn't have that type of closeness without caring for each other. It sounded a little farfetched to me that she'd poison him, or whatever the younger Blacks said she did.Sandra, on the other hand, I wasn't too sure of. The way she
AYRA"What are you doing in here, and why the fuck are you going through Nathaniel's things?" Aiden asked, raising a condescending brow at me."Instead of being a bitch to me, why not keep your fucking mouth shut, and make yourself useful? Your brother is laying on that bed unconscious, and instead of finding a solution, you're here questioning me."He crossed his arms, unmoving from his spot by the door. "And you think answers to his cure is in office? Sounds rather suspicious to me.""If I said I gave a fuck about what you think of me, you should know I'm lying," I said, grabbing another book from Nathaniel's shelf.This one was bulkier than the others. I opened the first page to find an old piece of parchment paper with a message on it. Everything was written in a strange language, but strangely, I found myself able to understand the words.'Our bloodline is contaminated. Odin has seen the future, and he saw an even bigger upset to the balance. Quadbr
NATHANIELMy vision was distorted as I slowly rose from a bed that didn’t feel like mine. The room didn’t even look like mine.I tried to jog my memory to remember how I’d gotten here in the first place.Ayra and I were at the top of the cliff.Benjamin and Ervin came along.I asked Ayra to return to the island.I fought Benjamin and Ervin, but Ervin sunk his poisoned claw into my side. Then I was kicked off the cliff.“Ayra.” Did she get home safe? I placed my feet on the cold floor, patting my side. There was no injury. That was strange. I faintly remembered Ervin and Benjamin mentioned something about the poison consuming my mind, and sending me into a killing spree.I didn’t feel any of those things. Had they been bluffing?“You’re awake,” Alan said, dragging my attention to where he stood by the door.“Where’s Ayra?”He looked away from me, bringing his hand up to rub the back of his neck. “Um… "“The fuck do you mean by ‘um’
AYRAI was starving. I needed something to quench the hunger in my system.Only that 'something' wasn't food. No. I craved blood instead.Blood. Blood.That wasn't right. No sane person should crave blood, but here I was, fucking eager to sink my fangs into someone and have my drink of blood to abate my hunger.From a distance, the rich scent of blood filled my nostrils. I could hear the thumping of a pulse calling out to me, mocking my hunger."Isn't she supposed to be awake by now?" A familiar voice said as footsteps approached my bed before a weight pressed down on the bed. "Was I unconscious for long after she took the poison into her body?""No. It could be because—"I lunged at the person on my bed, sinking my already elongated fangs into his neck. My tastebuds hummed in appreciation as blood filled my mouth and slid down my throat."Okay, babe, I think that's enough. You're gonna suck me dry," the man said with a chuckle, trying t
BENJAMIN"The fuck are you doing here? You killed him, didn't you?" I asked, balling my fists by my side.Ervin was the closest thing to a brother, and Nathaniel had killed him. I was filled with rage, but at the same time, I couldn't fault him. We'd attacked him first."Why not relax, Benjamin? You wouldn't be here if you didn't want us to meet you.""Oh, so I can't visit a vampire brothel to forget about the loss I just suffered without it seen as me trying to gain an audience with you?""You weren't this uptight years ago," Nathaniel said, cocking his head to the side. He took a seat opposite me, his brothers, and a sorcerer I heard about from Ryker, standing guard behind him. They'd gained everyone's attention, but they didn't care about that."What do you want?" I asked, eager to get the conversation done and over with."Since you started sending you demons after Ayra and I, you've been the only one to incur a loss. You've lost several lair members, and I don't think your people w
NATHANIEL “I am fucking dead on my feet. I didn’t know that was possible until now,” Ayra groaned, throwing herself back on the bed. “Did you know Kimberly has a weird obsession with flowers?” She asked, shutting her eyes.“What did she do?” I asked, whipping my sweatshirt off my head. She opened her eyes, eager to tell her story. “She wanted these enormous bouquets around the table, and I told her people wouldn’t be able to see each other if it was too much. She almost swallowed me, and she came out with the ‘I am an interior decorator’ shit. Long story short, we had to tie her down to remove the excess flowers. If you find my dead body, look no further for a suspect. Kimberly did it.”I nodded. “I’ll keep that in mind.”“Also, I heard there’s a pre-ceremony tonight. How many parties do you guys throw around here? It’s just one freaking ceremony. I don’t understand the extra shit going on.”I chortled. “My uncle loved parties. When he formed this pack, he used the Blood Moon Festiva
NATHANIEL Growing up in a pack that didn’t want you there hadn’t been easy, but my father had been willing to stick out for my mother’s sake. He loved her, after all. Her father was the Alpha of their pack, and she was the only heir. When she’d found my father, she had planned to rule with him by her side, but fate had other plans. My grandfather would never accept a demon as his heir. Even though he hated my father, he still loved his daughter dearly. So, he kept the secret of my father’s true identity from the pack.“He didn’t want them to know for obvious reasons,” I told Ayra. “They were all prejudiced against demons.”I couldn’t blame them, though. As I grew older, I understood why they spoke about demons with so much contempt. The war had ruined lives and had caused many werewolves to be homeless. Even I had hated demons when I read about the war.Looking back now, I could only laugh. How could I hate was I was? What my father was? Granted, I hadn’t