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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
ZIYAH My heart started to hammer in my chest with her confirmation that it was not by chance. I had assumed this entire time that I was just the unlucky one who got caught and kept, but she was making it sound like it was anything but that. If it was not chance, then that meant they needed me for something like Luna Brynn explained with her vision. That would then further mean that I would never escape them because they would not give up. Would the pack be safe? Would my mates be safe? They spent thirty-seven fucking years realizing that nothing they did to me would break me. What would break me though was my family, pack, and people getting sucked into this. What did I bring to their doorstep? What would happen if or when they caught up with me? Dante knelt in front of me, cupping my face. His lips were moving, but I could not hear what he was saying above the blood rushing in my head and heart pounding in my chest. I felt like I was drowning, and I could not even attempt swimm
DANTE I would not tell him lest I wanted his ego to explode, but Caiathus was right about coming to their epic badass grandmother. Grandmother Ayla was a peach, a gem, and a one-of-a-kind woman that I was glad to have met. Goddess, her humor was to die for and the funniest fucking shit I had ever heard. Could we just duplicate her? “Grandmother…” Ziyah sighed as she tried to get her thoughts together. “The Klarish clan has been working with Blantay the High Witch of the Girolamo coven to extract gift-giving DNA from gifted wolves to genetically alter witches so that they will be able to benefit from the gifts.” She explained about interrogating the douchey wolves, where she learned about Haleen. Then she explained about Brynn’s vision that showed us there as well as Blantay and Toris the limp dick. I paid close attention to her as she explained everything so that I would not miss any signs of panic like I did earlier, but my girl definitely holds her own. Her grandmother’s lips w
ZIYAH I knew that I needed to come clean to my family now. I would not explain every single thing to them, but Grandmother Ayla was correct that my parents needed to know. I also wanted Xylern, Uncle Belorne, and Aunt Diyona there as well. Honestly, I did not fully trust anyone else to know at this moment. I sure as fuck did not trust Solana, so I had her taken to lockup. It would ensure that she was unable to access her magic so that she could not just up and leave. Part of me wondered if they knew she had been the last familiar face that had seen me before I was captured. Was she responsible for it? It was something I had always wondered, but I never gave it too much credence. I was not entirely certain though after the attack that just happened. It seemed more likely now than ever before. “You always did enjoy the view from here,” my mother’s voice floated from behind me. I smiled at her and waved her over to me. Her arm wrapped around my shoulder as we looked out at the gorgeou
DANTE “I have no idea what you are even talking about. How dare you come in and throw accusations my way!” Solana fumed, attempting to hide any sense of guilt that would destroy her. The bitch was delusional if she thought I would not pull the truth from her one way or another. She better hope and fucking pray that I did not find out that she had a direct hand in Ziyah’s imprisonment because her life would be filled with more agony and terror than she ever thought possible. Ziyah’s emotions were bouncing around before they settled on determination. There was an edge of darkness in there that really made me fucking curious. “You’re right,” Ziyah said calmly. Solana’s shoulders relaxed with those two words, but she obviously did not know her sister because I could tell even without the bond that she was the cat playing with the mouse. Solana was her prey, and I could not wait for her to strike. “Throwing accusations is childish. So, let’s just find out the truth and do a mind dive.
ZIYAH My back was pressed up against the wall with Dante’s hard body pressed into mine. His lips devoured mine with a hunger that I mirrored. His touch, scent, and need mixed with the sparks from his skin, igniting a wildfire within me. The next thing I knew, my body was lifted up, and my legs locked around his waist. My fingers threaded into his hair and pulled hard. I kissed him feverishly, unleashing the depths of passion I had for this man. My Alpha. His bulge was pressed firmly where I needed it most. My hips gyrated against his, making me moan into his mouth with how good it felt. My arousal perfumed around us. Dante wasted no time as his hand slipping beneath the shirt that I was wearing. My panties were slid to the side before he penetrated my throbbing pussy with two fingers, tearing a gasp from me. “Fuck!” I cursed at the amazing feeling that he was invoking. “So warm and so fucking wet. Tell me who makes you this way,” Dante’s baritone voice said in my ear. His finge