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We break away, and I gaze into those gorgeous blue eyes that burn only for me. “I love you, Milena La Croix, with everything I am.”I smile as I hold my hand out and feel Xander place the gun in my hand, still smiling at Zion before I look upwards. A little something I planned.One shot. One chance
~ MILENA ~His eyes now flick to me, and those words take me by surprise. I hate how it shows on my face, and it takes me a second to school my emotions.“Yeah, he isn’t, and my brother and mentor are also not here. No big deal.” But the moment the words leave my lips, I realise it is a big deal; it
~ MILENA ~It’s been a few weeks since it all went down, and after the cacophony of delicious chaos, it was followed by serenity. A peace like I have never experienced before.The high officials of the government were notified of the situation, and things were brought under control. Many Arkan hunte
We both turn as that voice cuts through the room, not realising where he had come from.“Fuck,” Adriana mutters before static erupts, and she’s cut off. I raise my gun as Raze smirks. His smile is far too wide for someone who is about to die.“You made it,” he says, his voice echoing in here. “You a
~ ZION ~They were maybe human once, but some are half-mutated, some look like they have the snout or claws of a wolf… but it’s clear they’re all dead.“Do a full turn, Milena,” Adriana murmurs, and I know she’s taking pictures with the cameras we’re both wearing.The sight makes me sick; some of th
~ ZION ~That night may have been the longest night of negotiations I’ve ever led, but one that was the most important. With the Arkan agreeing to help, as long as they got to decide the punishment for those who betrayed and sold them out.A fair price.My duty was to make sure the rest agreed to th
No. I don’t believe it. She tries to pull free, but I refuse to let her go. “Look me in the eye and say that again.” I whisper. Her eyes flash as she glares up at me. “This child is not yours.” This time she doesn’t bat an eyelid as she holds my gaze and with those words, it feels as if somethin
ZAIA. New Year’s Eve is upon us, and I am rushing around helping with setting up the banquet hall. Atticus’s mother fell ill with the cold a few days ago and since I was helping Mrs Watson with the flower arrangements I offered to help with the event organising. I wish I didn’t, because I didn’t
“Where are we going?” Mom asks. She can tell how certain I am. “Where else but to claim what’s rightfully mine…” “Sebastian?” Mom asks, stunned. I tilt my head as I sit down on the bed and shake my head. “No Mom, we are going to the Crystal Shadow Pack.” Her eyes fly open, and she places a hand
“Oh, a theme! That does sound exciting.” I say, smiling, but no matter who I talk to or how I occupy myself, the gaping hole left by Sebastian’s rejection forever remains. “Violet, so we will bring out the Bellflowers, wisteria and geraniums, oh I have a lovely stock of hyacinths.” She continues.







