Taylor POV
I finished my meal in stunned silence. It seemed every time I had a chance to get closer to Rhazian, I only pushed him further away. Nyx had warned me that he was a damaged and broken man, but in my hubris I had thought it would be easy to piece him back together. Sighing, I stood to clear away the excess takeout bags from the table and find somewhere to store the food. I had barely begun clearing the food away when pain ripped through my head and I fell, reaching my hand out to steady myself. My vision darkened as I tumbled to the floor, tipping the small dining table over as I collapsed.
For the second time, I found myself a passenger in someone else’s body. I was standing in the middle of a densely wooded area, a petite woman before me.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” I demanded. “Don’t you care that they’re going to hurt someone I know because of you?” “The wolves won’t hurt her.” He responded, dryly, making his annoyance plain. “What do you mean they won’t hurt her? They are threatening her Rhazian! It’s my fault she’s in this mess to begin with.” I continued to scream, my panic beginning to rise. “Taylor
Rhazian POV I stomped through the woods surrounding my cabin, afraid to go too far. I suspected Taylor would still try to leave to rescue the idiot girl being held by the wolves. She seemed to believe me when she used her abilities to see that there was no danger, but it had still struck me as odd that she had conceded so readily. In the little time I had known the woman, she hadn’t seemed the type to let things go. My frustration welled inside of me, finding release as I put my fist through the nearest tree. I knew I could simply go get her friend, that would ease her mind and keep her put. The question was whether Taylor would actually stay put
Taylor smiled up at me before glancing down at the atlas on the table. Her blood had pooled in one location, obscuring the name of the town dotted on the map near the ocean. I could tell she was pleased with the results of her spell work, unaware of the potential danger she had called down upon herself. “What help are you finding exactly?” I demanded, a feeling of dread welling in my stomach. “My mother’s coven.” She replied cheerily. “My mother didn’t have many texts for me to learn from. I figured her coven would have what I need.”
TaylorI rushed from the bed, my mind lingering on the moment that had passed between Rhazian and I. He had kissed me and all I wanted was to throw myself back into the bed beside him. Someone had other plans, however, as the knocking became increasingly urgent. I shot him a look, indicating that he should stay put, just in case. He was a vampire after all, and that meant most everyone wanted him dead. “I’m coming!” I called out, hoping to appease the pounding on the door. “Mayana!” A small elderly woman gasped as I flung the door open.
RhazianThe hair on my arms stood upright as the tingling of magic washed over me. Taylor had asked me to stay hidden, but I couldn’t comply with her request. I rushed to the door and found her encircled by a small group of witches, the tingling of their magic growing stronger as they chanted and tightened in around her. I burst through the door, ripping it from its hinges as I lunged forward reaching for my mate. I had expected the impact of crashing into another body as I lunged forward. Instead, I stumbled into nothing, the witches having vanished into thin air with Taylor. I stormed back to the cabin, putting my fist through the wall in my rage. I wasn’t quite sure when things had changed, but I had given into the bond only to have her snatched from me like
Tyler POV I knew the moment I heard the vamp speak on the other end of the phone that my ploy to draw the woman who had helped him, had failed. I glanced at the irritating woman cowering on the motel bed in disgust. I needed to get rid of her as quickly as possible while ensuring she wouldn’t tell anyone what had happened. I pocketed her cellphone, intending to keep it incase her friend tried to contact her again and made my way to my own room. My mate was Fae, they had magic and I hoped hers extended to wiping memories. “What’s wrong my love?” Celeste asked as I entered our room.
Taylor I stumbled through the woods, lost. The limbs tore at my face and hair as I tried to push through the bramble. The voice that had led me from the coven’s small house had vanished as I found myself deeper in the forest. “Shit.” I hissed as I stumbled over a raised tree root, losing my footing. I needed to stop, gain my bearings somehow. I wanted to use my magic to lead me out of the forest, but a small voice in the back of mind
“Well, this is interesting.” Miriam chuckled as she looked me over. “It seems Mab has sent us a gift. Don’t worry sweetheart, your memories will return soon enough. Fae portals are a bitch on the mind.” “That’s a relief.” I sighed, a weight I hadn’t realized I had been carrying, lifting from my shoulders. “Who exactly are you two?” “Well, I’m Miriam, Queen of the Fae Kingdoms. That looker over there is my husband, King Aro.” She giggled, jabbing her thumb in the direction of the man leaning against a wall. “You seem to have landed in
Osiris “What on earth are you doing all the way out here, Osiris?” Saveta called waddling toward me. One hand rested on her protruding belly as the other held the hand of my five-year-old nephew. She motioned for me to make room as she lowered herself onto the bench beside me. “You know how it goes. Mom and Dad can’t keep their hands off each other. I had to get away from that.” I replied, scrunching my face in comical disgust. “You know, you can still come stay with us if you want. Chuck would love to have you help out with his little experiments.” She chuckled. My sister had b
I crept to the front of the cottage, peeking through the curtain, Rhazian close behind. Just beyond the porch stood the coven that had taken me from Rhazian’s mountain cabin. I could feel the anger rolling off my mate. If he were still immortal, he would have been outside, ripping them to pieces before I could say a word. I sent up a silent prayer of thanks that his invincibility had disappeared with the removal of Apollo’s curse. I didn’t want my mother’s people dead unless there was no other choice. “What do we do?” Miriam whispered. “Fae magic doesn’t work on witches.” “I should go out and talk to them.” I replied, squaring my shoulders in determination. 
Taylor It had taken a couple days for us to be able to access the place where we had ended my father. Each attempt until than had resulted in a sudden confusion and feeling of being pushed away that we couldn’t deny. When we were finally able to reach the place, it was startlingly familiar. The earth was scorched as the earth in my vision of Titan’s downfall had been. My guardians were nowhere to be found. Sadness tugged at my heart as I realized that I had called them forth to be destroyed. There was happy news, however. Saveta was mortal again and had begun to age at a human rate. When Apollo lifted the curse from my mate, it was lifted from everyone that remained. The wolves he had turned to hybrids, thankfully, held no memory of their time as were-vamps. They described the time as floating in darkness, until
RhazianMy eyes scanned the misty field. It had been a touchy couple of weeks, but it was finally time to end Apollo’s threat once and for all. Taylor and I had arrived at the fae palace the day after Saveta had shown up at my door with wolves. The moment we were situated in our suite, I began summoning my creations. I had felt the ties lock into place as each one fell back under my control. The wolves had taken every opportunity to threaten my life once the war was won. It was clear there was no love lost between us even though I was currently an ally. Taylor seemed to have her own issues with the Fae queen. I would catch her glaring daggers at the woman when she thought nobody was looking. “Are you ready for this?” She whispered, squeezing my hand in hers.
TylerI couldn’t hear anything over the ringing in my ears. The moment the hybrid beast had begun twisting the cell bars, Chuck had fired several shots into her torso. She had shot him a deadly glare as she clutched her chest and collapsed to the ground. While her skin didn’t seem to react to the silver while in human form, the small tendrils of smoke coming from the bullet holes seemed to indicate there was an internal reaction. “Well, that was intense.” Chuck laughed as my hearing started returning to normal. “How the fuck did she do that?” “No idea. Maybe being in human form they’re more vamp than wolf?” Chuck shrugged. “She’s down for the moment though. Doesn’t look like the vamp sid
Rhazian Taylor looked terrified as I thrust her behind me. Saveta was the only person who knew where I was hiding out and she wouldn’t have knocked. I groaned inwardly at having chose a place with a front door situated in the living room as it shuddered under another thundering knock. “I don’t think they’re going away.” She hissed behind me. “If they keep pounding like that, the door is going to give. Better to answer it.” Nodding, I gestured for her to step into the hall. If our visitor were a threat, at least my mate would be out of sight and have a head start. I straightened my self to my full height as she followed my unspoken direction. One last glance to ensure my mate was hidden away and I strode to the door, pulling
I landed against something soft, the space around me filled with darkness. Moving to get my bearings, I realized I was in a bed, the comforter tangling around me as I moved. Even more startling than finding myself in a dark room, in a strange bed, was that I wasn’t alone. My eyes adjusting to the dark, revealed a man slumbering next to me, his breathing peaceful and easy. I scrambled from the bed, landing on the floor with a thud as the blankets captured my legs. “Who’s there!” The man demanded, bolting upright. “Oh, thank goddess, Taylor!” He moved too fast for me to see, pulling me tightly to his chest. He seemed to be familiar with me, but I wasn’t even sure who I was at the moment. I pressed my h
I was lost. Once I had gotten out of long shadow of the dark mansion, everything in the celestial plane began to look the same. I had tried to use a guidance spell, but my magic didn’t seem to work here. The only option I had was tapping into my demi abilities which would draw my father directly to me. Scowling up at the open sky, I screamed my frustration at the two suns and moons that hung above my head. “This is ridiculous!” I wailed to myself. “I can’t even navigate by human means.” My stomach growled angrily as I became more and more lost. I was so hungry that the leaves on the trees began to look appetizing. I knew I would be useless if I didn’t find food soon, chastising mysel
Taylor I whirled around in a fright to face the owner of the hand that had landed on my shoulder. My breath whooshed from me as I found myself face to face with my golem. “You scared the daylights out of me!” I scolded; one hand pressed against my chest in a futile effort to slow my pounding heart. He slipped past me, not sparing me a second look as he made his way toward the book that had drawn my attention. He stopped just before it, his head cocked to the side, listening to something I couldn’t hear. “We should go.” He whispered. “No, I need to know what’s in th