Hector’s POVLu’s hospital room was an almost stark contrast to Layla’s, with its white painted walls, the harsh fluorescent lighting and an antiseptic smell that seemed to permeate everything, giving me a slight headache. It had been well over twenty-four hours since Malcolm and I emerged from the
Immediately, her eyes turned hard, brittle, and the half-smile that’d started to appear on her lips wilted as she gazed from Malcolm to me, and then back. I could read the betrayal in her eyes as her face crumpled with realisation—an effect that was only emphasised by the fact that the Crimson Shad
Hector’s POVThe cotton summer dress she wore bellowed at her as she ran determinedly in Malcolm’s direction with something glimmering in her hand—something sharp—and instinctively, I opened my mouth to Command her to stop. I could feel the Authority of my position bubbling inside me like a kettle
But there weren’t.“You’re… an… a–abomination,” Reno croaked, rubbing at her throat, and Malcolm sighed.She continued. “You and your kind—your daughter, your granddaughter, all of you… FREAKS! You’re blights! Stains on the werewolf species that should never have happened in the first place—!”“Mar
Hector’s POVIt all seemed to happen in the blink of an eye—the shrieking cacophony of the machines that enveloped the entire room, threatening to drown out Reno’s screams as she rushed to Lu, whose convulsions only grew in violence. The youngest Fabrini thrashed around in the bed, and her eyes whi
“Don’t make me choose between my daughter and granddaughter, Hector.”He could kill me if he wanted, or do some serious damage to me, but I found that I didn’t care at that moment and I snarled.“FUCK... YOU.”For a split-second I saw something like a pain flash behind Malcolm’s irises, but it was g
Layla’s POVThe scene that greeted me at the doorway had reminded me of a mad house, and now, as I ran to my mate while the sound of my grandfather’s moans floated around the room, intermingling with Reno’s soft sobs and a now eerily silent Lu—I realised that it all felt worse somehow.But there was
“In moments like this, you remind me of Elaine,” he murmured finally, and my mother’s name was like a spell because almost simultaneously, we all turned at the same time to look at Reno, whose shoulders shook with silent tears as she watched the Pack doctor’s work.“Is she going to be okay?” she ask