Thankfully they both have someone who can understand what they're going through. Chapter 20 will be Ziyah's perspective. Please leave a review on here as well as the main book page if you're enjoying this series.
ZIYAH I was unsure how I had kept myself composed enough to get the three bastards to the cells was beyond me. However, I felt myself slipping and knew that I had to get away from them before I broke down. Dante had found me in the shower and just held me while Byron purred at me. They were both comforting me. They had both been amazing pillars of support and strength for me since the day that I woke up in the hospital. I knew that they would be fine with me talking to them about what happened, but I had the urge to speak with Elle. So, I was glad that she agreed to meet up. It was not far to get to their pack, a mere ten-minute drive. I was not certain what to expect Nightshade to be like, but it was easy to see that it would be nearly impossible to penetrate with all of the security. Dante had explained that Nightshade was a sanctuary for gifted wolves, and as such it was imperative that they had heightened security. He also explained that packs sometimes launched attacks agains
ZIYAH Last night, Dante had told me that I could redesign my room so that it would become ours. I absolutely loved the room, but I also loved the idea of making it our own. It would be designed for the three of us. If someone had told me that I would be mated to a supernatural being that had a wolf spirit inside of him, then I would have questioned their sanity. However, it was an amazing blessing that I would always be grateful for. Byron is mine just as much as Dante is. It might seem like an odd pairing to some, but it made sense to me. It was just an undeniable truth – they were mine. “Byron,” I said, rubbing my nose along my mate’s neck. “Yes, Little Fae,” he responded, arching his neck to give me better access. “Do you want to go for a run?” I asked him with a hopeful expression. He let out a growl that went straight to my core. By the gods, I loved their growls. A tap to my ass made it even worse. Oh, he was evil because they both seemed to know how to make my body respond
DANTE Ziyah giggled as my hands rubbed the body wash along her skin in the shower. We had just gotten back after her and Byron’s bond solidification. My wolf was really fucking sated right now, relaxing back with a smug smirk of satis-fucking-faction. I had never been overly playful or anything, but Ziyah made me a better fucking person all around. It was like I could finally appreciate life. Not to sound too fucking cliché or anything but having my girl in my life made me stop and admire the little things. How did the saying go? Made me stop and smell the motherfucking roses and shit. “Havathi,” she drawled, looking up at me with her gorgeous eyes. “Babe,” I drawled back. She giggled again as I dried her body off. My mate was very ticklish, and I did not feel too fucking horrible for exploiting that because her giggles sounded like music from the mouths of angels. “I’ve thought long and hard about this and spoke with Elle about it too. I want to be there when you deal with the
ZIYAH I looked at my clothing, trying to figure out what I wanted to wear. We would be meeting up with the ‘Mission Control Fuckers’ as my mate so lovingly referred to them as in order to discuss how we would save Haleen and the innocents from the Slater pack. This was the first impression, and I had ridiculous nerves running through me right now because it would be the first time that they would meet Dante’s mate. Thus, I wanted to make a good impression. “Everything okay, babe? You’ve sighed three times in the past few minutes and have been staring into the closet for the past ten,” Dante said as his arms wrapped around me. I leaned into his chest and tilted my neck so that I could look up into his ridiculously handsome face. He was the most handsome man I had ever seen before in my entire life. “I just can’t decide what to wear,” I said softly, biting my lip. “This is the first time I’ll meet them as your mate.” Dante turned my body and cupped my face with the palms of his ha
DANTE It was really fucking interesting to see how interwoven things were. There were little connections that none of us had expected. Mira was a wonderful girl that I’m really happy that Theo and Brynn have. She took after Brynn even if she was adopted. It seemed that the Goddess knew who she needed in life and brought them together. Then we had Brynn’s grandmother who had met and offered comfort to Ziyah before she became a prisoner of the fucking darkies who would be dead sooner or later. One connection that I never fucking saw coming was that the bitch responsible for murdering Janina’s parents was the same fucking bitch responsible to aiding the same darkies. Disgust followed by surprise, shock, and fear flooded her system before she pulled away from Brynn’s vision and ran out of the room. I followed right behind her and found her puking in a trashcan. What in the actual fuck did she see that elicited such strong emotions? “It’s not just Blantay that’ll be there. Toris and
ZIYAH Caiathus asked to speak to me and said it was fine if I wanted Dante to be there too. I did because I had a feeling of what was coming, and I needed my mates to help me stay grounded. I felt safest when I was around them, even if it was just from memories. He brought us to his suite on the Alpha floor. It was very reminiscent of what our family home looked like. Our families shared a very large estate. Caiathus’ place here was light, airy, and filled with nature murals. It seemed that Elle had a hand here too. “Would you like some Folisa?” he asked us. “Yes,” we said at the same time, bringing a smirk to both our faces. Dante and I were actually fairly similar. Folisa was a Fae alcohol. It had a small portion of magic in it which helped relax us just like regular alcohol would do for others. It was a little more potent for non-Fae, but it would not be harmful. Plus, Dante and Byron would now have our tolerance level. Caiathus looked at Dante closely before he added more Fol
DANTE We had ended up calling it a day after lunch because of the talk between Caiathus and Ziyah. My girl was overwhelmed but would never admit it. So, I took it upon myself to reschedule the meeting. Nobody argued though, but it would not fucking matter if they did. Ziyah was my only priority. It killed me to know more of what they did to her. It was not even a fucking drop in the bucket. I was fucking certain about that. I honestly had not known the consequences of demons having sex with non-demons because there were demon hybrids. Full demons having sex with non-demons was truly fucking sadistic. My mate had been brought to the brink of death time and again just so that Toris fucker could try to control her. I could not wait to dig my claws into the fucker and spend a few centuries returning some of the pain he inflicted on my mate. He would be held accountable for each ounce of pain he caused. Luckily, I exhausted my girl enough that she slept through the night and was not pla
ZIYAH It was difficult being back here at my family’s estate because of the fact that I still had not figured out what I was going to tell my family about everything that had happened. I knew that they were waiting for me to come to them and open up, but I did not even know how to go about that. Over a third of my life was spent in the Dark Fae’s torture chamber. Each day was spent in utter agony, despair, and unending pain. I longed for death, pleading with our gods to stop it all. It was a little ironic that our gods turned out to be deaf, but Dante’s goddess became my savior. Despite everything though, I was happy that my mates were here with me today. I would not be able to face everyone if it was not for their presence. I always found strength with them because I knew that they would always protect me both physically and emotionally. They could pull me back from the depths of despair when not even I could. Seeing Xylern was a great surprise. We had always been close. He was ne