AYRAMonths Later…I was sick to my stomach. This was the third time I was throwing up the contents of my stomach in the space of an hour.Of course, I wasn’t naïve. This wasn’t the first time. Since the week began, I’d become best friends with the toilet.“I think I’m pregnant,” I said to the girls over lunch. I couldn’t even bring myself to eat the food the server had placed in front of me. The diner was oddly empty, but I chalked it up to it being cold. Maybe they preferred staying home, where it was warm.Reese couldn’t join us because she was heavily pregnant, and according to her, she didn’t want people congratulating her and letting her know how cute she looked with her bump."Face it. I’m fucking fat," she had barked at me one time when I said she was beautiful.“Really?” Kimberly asked with excitement. “I was going to say the same thing. Logan and I are expecting a baby.”“Oh, God,” Nikki groaned, banging her head on the table. “First, it was Reese, and now, it’s you two. Ree
AYRA“Interesting cart you’ve got there.”I swiveled around to find Dalia standing a few feet away from me with a smile on her face.“Long time. Should you be here? Nathaniel doesn’t like you very much,” I said, checking out a pink onesie on the rack.“That’s his cup of tea. I’m here to check on you. So, you’re pregnant.”“Why would you think that?”“The cart is a dead giveaway.”“Oh, these aren’t mine. Reese is pregnant. I’m doing the shopping for her because she’s not comfortable being seen in public.”She frowned at me, her eyes fixated on my stomach like she could see directly into it. “So, the rumors were wrong?”“What rumors? You’re acting weird right now. Side note, you can’t see a baby growing inside my stomach just because you’re staring hard.”She shook her head, looking up at me once again. “Sorry. I just thought the rumors were right, since you had the fertility ceremony a while ago.”“We didn’t. They said something about it being pushed later down the year because of some
AYRAEver since Nathaniel mentioned Ryker was waking Draven up, he’d been on the edge, doing some research in his well-stocked library.He never came down for meals. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner were in his office or the library. He spent every waking hour in one of those two places, and at this point, I was frustrated. Whatever he was looking for, he wasn’t finding it, and that left him frustrated.“At some point, you’re gonna have to sleep,” I said, pressing my lip into a flat line when I found him in the library, bent over yet another book. “You’re fucking crazy, Nathaniel. Stop, okay? You’re slowly losing your mind.”“You don’t understand, Ayra. I have to stop this.”“Stop what, exactly?”“Draven. If he wakes up, we won’t survive the attack,” Nathaniel replied with a crazed look in his eyes. Fuck, I wasn’t getting through to him.“The baby!”That effectively snapped him out of his haze. “What happened to the baby?”“How about we talk about that in the bathroom? You stink.” I snapp
NATHANIEL“Do you remember Martha?” I asked Ishmael, who had a book in his hand, assembling some vials on a table.I briefly wondered what they were for. He was always busy every time I came to visit.He paused momentarily, a smile teasing at the corners of his lips. “Who the fuck doesn’t know Martha? She’s the crazed Nighthowler who scowls at everyone that looks her way.”“Well, I met her today.”He grinned at me. “What’d she do? Chase you out of her house with a broom?”“I don’t even think she owns a broom.”Ishmael chortled, nodding in agreement. “You’re right. Her place is a dump. What did you go there for?”“Information on how to wake a demon from his stasis.”Ishmael looked at me like I’d grown an extra head. “And somehow, you thought Martha holds that information.”“She usually knows things, and during my past times dealing with her, she was never wrong. Her solution to my question this time around was rather disturbing.”“Why? What did she say you have to do?”“Kill Ayra. We b
AYRA“You want me to practice this spell with you?”“Yes,” Ishmael agreed.I turned to Nathaniel, who sat across from me on the kitchen island. “Are you sure he hasn’t lost his mind?”“Nah, babe. He’s alright.”“I don’t think he is. How does being a vampire and a sorceress correlate?”“You’ll see. Just do as I asked.” Ishmael slid a note over to me. “Or you could practice on your own. Just make sure you let me know if you succeed. It’s the most basic thing a mage could ever do.”“Yeah, well, I’m not a mage. You seem to have forgotten that, and for some fucked up reason, Nathaniel agrees with you.”“I just think it wouldn’t hurt to try.”“Sure. When do I start?”“Anytime you feel like it. If you need any help, my door is always open to you.”“Thanks,” I said absentmindedly, staring down at the paper.“Ayra!”I snapped my head up to find Nathaniel glaring at me. “Were you calling me?”“Was that question supposed to be asked five times ago or we’re just counting the sixth?”I smiled shee
NATHANIEL“The map says we go right,” Kai said, looking down at the map in his hand.“Are you sure we aren’t lost?” Andino asked. “We’ve been weaving our way through the woods for quite a while now.”“Maybe you should question Ishmael. He gave us this map.”The sorcerer in question was far behind us, and who did he choose to bring along with us? Ayra. He explained his reason, but I’d been too distracted to listen. Hence, I couldn’t remember shit.They were both engrossed in whatever conversation they were having, and they looked to be the least tired of all ten of us.“Liar. I see the way you look at her,” Ayra giggled.“I know exactly how I look at her. I want to fucking strangle her at times,” Ishmael retorted.“And slam her against the wall? I see where your mind is going.”“You have a dirty mind. And no. Not everyone fantasizes about fucking against a tree.”“Hey, that was supposed to be a secret!”“Fuck, I think we just did a full circle,” Logan said, pulling my attention from th
ISHMAEL“I don’t suppose you asked to see me just to stare at me,” Keela said, crossing her arms in front of her chest.“I didn’t,” I confirmed.“Good. Want something to drink?” She asked, pouring out two glasses of wine.She refused to meet me anywhere but here. Here being a fancy restaurant she frequented. It was in the public eye too, and I understood her logic for coming here.Supernaturals couldn’t risk their identities in front of humans, or so we thought. I wouldn’t put it past Samuel or Ryker to try something here.“I say we finish what we’re here to discuss before you order any food.”She groaned at my response, throwing her head back against the chair. The neck of her halter dress slid down her neck, and my eyes zeroed in on the mark there.Interesting.It was just convenient that she spotted a mark that said she belonged to a vampire while she lived with Zachary. It could very well be anyone’s, but my instincts told me it was Zachary’s.So, the vampire king was also involve
AYRAI stood on a podium in front of an immense crowd, fear licking every inch of my spine. Their faces were blurred, but I could still make out their anger.Was the anger directed at me?I panicked, my palms turning clammy while my mouth dried up. I took steps backward, ready to flee the scene, when a hand clamped down on my shoulder.I immediately felt calm soar through me, and my racing heart slowed down. I turned my head to the side to look at the woman, but her face was also blurry.Frustration replaced that calm. Why couldn’t I see anyone?“What’s going on?” I asked, pointing at the crowd.“Come here, honey,” the smoky voice said, but there was no mistaking the femininity it held.I knew that voice.“Mom?” I asked, tears suddenly pooling at the bottom of my lids.I could make out the outline of her smile as she raised her hand to cup the side of my face. “Yes, honey. It’s me. You’re all grown up now.”“What do you mean?”“It’s been a long year. I’ve missed you.”“Me too. Where a
NATHANIEL"It took a long while to find you, but here I am. Three long decades since we last saw each other," Knox said with a smile."Why are you looking for me?" I asked.His lips twisted into a smirk. "I'm hurt, Nate. And here I was thinking you'd welcome me to your little island with a feast.I sighed, scrubbing my hand down my face. "My bad. I've just had a lot on my table for a while.""I heard. You're fucking Zachary's sister." He leaned back in his seat, propping his feet on my desk. "Does he know?""I'm not fucking her. She's my mate."He shrugged. "Same difference."Supernaturals didn't age as quickly as humans did, so after ten years, Knox still looked the same with his honey-colored eyes and dirty blond hair. The only thing that changed about him was the length of his hair and the scar that ran from his temple to his jaw.I first met him when I was pack hopping with my brothers. He ran away from home to escape his controlling father - his words, not mine - and he somehow e
RYKER"What's your problem, Ry? It's so early in the morning. What do you want to talk about?" Samuel asked, rubbing his eyes as he trudged into the room where kept Draven's unconscious body.He was still dressed in his pajamas, and clearly didn't appreciate being woken up, but I had to make some things clear.Starting with our uncles being alive."What happened to the Brothers of Doom?" I asked, and the change in Samuel was abrupt.His stance straightened while his eyes glared daggers at me. "What the fuck is wrong with you? What lies did Ishmael fill your head with?""That's funny seeing as Ishmael wasn't conscious when Benjamin and I got there." I walked over to Draven. He was strapped to a bed pushed against the wall, and above his bed hung Eris's bloodstones."Why are you asking me this?""Because I never saw their bodies. Raises some questions in the air, don't you think?""Do you think I'd lie about their deaths? For fuck's sake, what type of fucked up person do you think I am?
NATHANIEL“Who is Zachary?” Ayra asked out of the blue.I looked away from the movie playing on the TV screen. “Hm?”She rolled her eyes at me. “You heard me, Nathaniel.”I did, but I didn’t know whether to answer her question or lie. I wanted her to meet with her family, but at the same time, I didn’t know if she was ready for that yet.“I already told you. He’s a friend. Is something bugging you?”She shook her head. “No, not at all. My mind just kind of roamed.”“You’re lying.”She refused to meet my eyes. “No, I’m not.”“Don’t lie to me, Ayra. Why are you asking about Zachary?”“I hear voices in my head. I think it’s my family, and I think they are lost.”“Lost?”“Yes. They’ve been whispering in my head for the last few days, and they keep telling me to go look for Zachary. They said our relationship is cursed. And I think Zachary is my brother.”Did she know already? That meant there was no need to hide who Zachary was from her.“Let’s first start with this. Why didn’t you tell me
AYRA“Rise and shine, mate,” I sang, pushing the curtains aside to let the sunlight stream into the room.“Shut up,” Nathaniel groaned, placing his forearm over his eyes to block the unwanted light in the room. “It’s too early in the morning to be this chirpy.”“Says the freak who goes for a run and to the gym every morning. Plus, it’s one in the afternoon.”His eyes snapped open. “No shit?” He frowned, sitting up on the bed. “I never sleep for that long.”“I know.” That showed just how burned out he was. He was usually as early as five in the morning, and he didn’t go to bed until it was late. “You needed the rest.”He slid off the bed, scrubbing his hand down his face. “I should go check on Kai and the rest.”I jumped in front of him, blocking his path. “No, you also need some rest. I already checked on them, and I informed them of your condition.”“What condition? Nothing is wrong with me. I’m fine.”“Mentally?” I asked, raising a knowing brow at him. I knew he blamed himself for t
NATHANIEL“Logan, stand the fuck up. We have to get out of here!” I heard Theo scream from inside the temple. “It’s going to fucking sink.”Shit.I snapped my wings up behind me as it took off into the air, heading straight for the building. I went in through the wall Benjamin and I had broken down during our scuffle.“Holy shit,” Theo gasped.Fuck. I had temporarily forgotten that none of them knew the truth. I had a feeling things would go downhill from here, but I had to save them first.“Holy fuck, Nathaniel, is that you?” Theo asked as he struggled to lean up against the wall.“Yes. Hold on. I’ll get Logan down and come for you.”I flew out of the temple with Logan on my shoulder, all the while mindful of the cracks spreading across the walls.I had to get back to Theo before the building crumbled, but I also had to make sure Logan was far away from the building to avoid getting crushed when the building collapsed.When I was sure he and Ishmael were far enough from the building,
NATHANIELI eyed Benjamin as he walked in through the doors, a triumphant grin on his lips. He had Ryker and three other demons behind him, but Samuel was nowhere to be seen.“I honestly never thought it’d be this easy, but it seems we’ve placed you on this unreachable and unrealistic pedestal that we’ve let trap our minds and abilities.”“All that speech and you can’t even handle shit on your own.”“Yeah? Explain to me why I’ve got over ten of your Enforcers tied down right now. If those aren’t your lap dogs handling their master’s dirty work, then I don’t know what to call that.” He dug his hand into his pocket, pulling out a key, which he tossed at Tiana. “Good work keeping them busy. We’ve got it covered from here.”She dove for the key like her existence depended on it, something akin to relief flashing through her eyes. Her gaze cut over to me, and she offered me a sad smile.“It’s nothing personal,” she mouthed before promptly disappearing.Nothing personal, my ass. If I got the
NATHANIELI studied the cracks on the stone walls, wondering just how long this temple dated back. I was also questioning the durability of the building. Who knew if it would crumble any minute from now?There were no decorations inside the temple save for a wooden statue, which looked like a couple of termites had gone down to work on it over the years.“What are we gonna do? Call Ozark out here, and ask him to translate the spell?” Theo asked, his voice echoing off the walls.“And ask for the bloodstone. Don’t forget that.”“I’m doubting you now. What do we do? Sit?”Ishmael shrugged, reaching into his satchel. “You might as well. The same goes for you. Summoning Ozark is going to take a while.”Dismissed, I moved over to the half-broken wooden window, pushing it all the way open. It fell off its hinges, hitting the ground below.“I’ll go scout the place to see if anyone’s here. The dead body out front didn’t get there itself,” Theo informed us before going down a narrow hallway.“Wh
AYRAI paced the halls of the hospital, fear and anxiety making me jittery. I was anxious because Reese was in the delivery room, and afraid because I did not know how and what Nathaniel was doing right now.He left first thing in the morning with Ishmael and all his Enforcers, including Sawyer, so he wasn’t here to support Reese during her delivery.I had no idea where Nikki was, and Kimberly was busy with work, so I was here alone. Kimberly wanted to be here, but Reese ordered her not to. She said Kimberly could see the baby when it was born.“Anxious much?”I sighed in relief, turning to face the Nighthowler. “Dalia.” I needed someone to vent to, and she appeared at the right time.“What’s going on?”I pointed at the door behind me. “A friend of mine is in the delivery room.”“I see. The one you were shopping for.”“Yes.”“Anything else on your mind? Where is Nathaniel? Shouldn’t he be here?”“Why should he be?”Dalia shrugged noncommittally, dropping onto a chair placed in the hal
AYRAI stood on a podium in front of an immense crowd, fear licking every inch of my spine. Their faces were blurred, but I could still make out their anger.Was the anger directed at me?I panicked, my palms turning clammy while my mouth dried up. I took steps backward, ready to flee the scene, when a hand clamped down on my shoulder.I immediately felt calm soar through me, and my racing heart slowed down. I turned my head to the side to look at the woman, but her face was also blurry.Frustration replaced that calm. Why couldn’t I see anyone?“What’s going on?” I asked, pointing at the crowd.“Come here, honey,” the smoky voice said, but there was no mistaking the femininity it held.I knew that voice.“Mom?” I asked, tears suddenly pooling at the bottom of my lids.I could make out the outline of her smile as she raised her hand to cup the side of my face. “Yes, honey. It’s me. You’re all grown up now.”“What do you mean?”“It’s been a long year. I’ve missed you.”“Me too. Where a