Hello My Lovely Readers. I wanted to address why I only update one chapter at a time. I am a mother of four and some of my children have medical needs. Right now my days are full of doctor appointments. I am doing my best to try and get ahead so I can provide you with more than one chapter a day. Please be patient with me. Happy Reading!!
Liz POV I have been tossing and turning in Deimos’s bed for hours. His scent is everywhere and nowhere all at the same time. It is driving me insane. It is the first night in weeks that I haven’t fallen asleep in his arms, and I am beginning to realize that I won’t be able to live happily without him. Sitting up in the bed, I punch my pillow, trying to make it more comfortable. I flop back down on the bed and am quickly engulfed by Deimos’s scent. A growl rumbles in my chest, and I decide that maybe I should be sleeping on the floor to get away from it. As I am gathering my pillow and a blanket, the door to the bedroom is roughly kicked open. I jump in fear and shield myself with the pillow. I fear it is Nico coming in the door to punish yet again. I wait in deadly silence for someone to come inside. My eyes are slowly adjusting to the darkness of the room. I hear the uneven footsteps of Deimos and I let out a sigh of relief. Deimos stumbles into the room and almost fa
Nico POV That little bitch thinks she can play both sides. She must think I am an idiot. I have known that she was betraying me from the moment I picked her up from the gym. Deimos’s scent was all over her, and her arousal was overpowering. Now I have to find a way to dispose of her and Deimos, but I will need to make it look like an accident. I can’t kill her outright. It would cause a war I am not prepared for. I don’t know how many of my son’s warriors are still under my control. I should have killed Dainn and Deimos when they were children. That witch warned me they would be a threat to my rule, but she also warned me about killing them. The witch’s words still echo in my mind every day. “Your mate will give you three sons. Two will be strong and capable. They will end your tyrannical rule. Peace will fall between the packs. The third son will be cold and evil. His father’s true son. A danger to the royal family he will be. In order to keep your rule, you can
Liz POV ‘Wake up,’ a voice screams in my head. My eyes pop open, and I sit up in the bed, looking for who said it. The room is empty except for Deimos snoring loudly beside me. He is lying diagonally on the bed, with his head covered by his hand. He didn’t seem to hear the same thing I did, or else he is still too drunk to wake up. ‘There is no time to waste,’ the voice yells at me again. ‘If you want to find the brother, now is the time.’ ‘Majesty?’ I ask the voice, but it doesn’t confirm. ‘This is your only chance to find the brother,’ the voice tells me again. ‘Dainn?’ I ask in confusion. ‘How do you know about Dainn?’ ‘I know everything,’ the voice hisses at me. ‘Now move.’ I get up from the bed and quietly make my way across the room. I flick the lock on the door and look over my shoulder to make sure that Deimos stays asleep. He rolls over on the bed but doesn’t wake. Closing the door behind me, I pad across the hallway to the stairs. Peeking down over
Liz POV Holding my head in place by my hair, Nico rears his hand back and hits me across the face again. I hiss loudly in pain. Blood begins to dribble down my cheeks. “You have seen this place. Now you have to die,” Nico says through gritted teeth. Nico doesn’t let go of my hair as he drags me through the dark corridors. I can feel my hair pulling from my scalp in large chunks. I scream and fight against Nico, but I am no match for his strength. “You can scream as much as you want,” Nico growls. “No one will hear you down here.” Nico’s words don’t stop me from screaming. “Please,” I beg him. “It’s not what you think.” Nico pulls against my hair, and I try to pry his fingers from my hair. “Stop fighting me,” Nico hisses at me. “No,” I kick my feet as I fight. “I am not your enemy.” Nico throws me up against the back of a cell and slams the door shut. “I am done hearing your lies.” I hit the back of the cell and fall to the ground. The smell of blood fills m
Deimos POV The sun is shining right in my eyes, and my head is pounding. I roll over in the bed, hoping to hide my eyes from the sun, but I am closer to the edge than I thought, and I flip off the side. I hit the ground with a hard thud, and I moan loudly. “Fuck,” I groan as I open my eyes fully. Everything is too fucking bright, and the room is spinning. How much did I have to drink last night? I vaguely remember coming back to my room, but everything after that is a blur. I hope I didn’t say anything to piss off Elizabeth. I can be an asshole when I am drunk. “Elizabeth,” I call out her name from the floor, but there is no response. Shit, she must be mad. I wonder what I did. I make a ridiculous attempt to get to my feet, but I stumble back, landing on the bed. Falling onto the bed, I expect to land on Elizabeth, but the bed is empty. Instantly, I feel sober. Something is wrong; I can feel it. Darting out of the bed I run into the bathroom. “Elizabeth,” I cal
Deimos POV “War?” I stare at my father in disbelief. “Do you have a problem with that?” My father hisses through his teeth. I throw my head back in laughter. “You can’t be serious. You know Lycan City will jump in to help the Moonstone Pack. We aren’t strong enough. It is suicide.” “We have been betrayed,” my father reminds me. “We must let others know that we are not to be trifled with.” “What betrayal?” I demand to know. “Your wife has fled in the night,” Father scoffs. “Osiris and I had a deal. She was to remain here as your wife to secure the alliance between our two packs.” “How are you so sure that she fled? What if she was kidnapped?” I ask. Now it is my father’s turn to laugh. “What would anyone want with a wolf-less bitch?” I can’t stop the growl rumbling in my chest. “Watch what you say about Elizabeth.” Father cocks his head to the side and stares at me humorously. “You care for her.” “My feelings for her are none of your concern,” I snap at my
Liz POV There is a faint dripping noise in the darkness of the dungeons, and it is driving me insane. Besides the dripping noise, there is only the sound of Dainn breathing in the cell next to me. Every so often, he begins coughing and doesn’t stop for several minutes. The coughing fits almost always end up with him puking in the corner of his cell. I wish there was a way that I could comfort him, but he makes sure to stay on the other side of his cell, far away from me. I don’t know how long I have been down here, but Dainn hasn’t said anything to me since I first arrived. I am beginning to feel desperate for some sort of interaction. Pacing the cell’s floor, my feet are freezing on the cold cement. I am wearing nothing but one of Deimos’s old T-shirts. I wish I had put on more clothes when I went searching for Nico, but I didn’t know I would be locked in a cold cell. Finally, I step up to the bars that separate Dainn’s cell from mine. I wrap my hands around the b
Deimos POV “I will kill you.” Osiris’s voice is cold and threatening. “Let me speak to Liz.” I am nervous for the first time in my life. My voice is caught in my throat. Osiris might declare war when he finds out that his daughter has gone missing, and nothing would make my father happier. “Elizabeth has gone missing,” I manage to say. Osiris roars so loudly into the phone I have to pull it away from my ear. “Explain.” “I woke up this morning to find her gone. An Omega says she saw her fleeing in the night, but I know that Elizabeth wouldn’t run.” “What have you done with my daughter?” Osiris demands to know. “I already told you,” I say, trying to keep my voice even. “I don’t know where she has gone, but I believe my father is behind her disappearance.” “What makes you think she wouldn’t run from you?” Osiris growls. “Everyone knows what kind of person you are.” Duko is growling loudly in my mind, and it is making it hard to think. He wants me to lash out at Os