Quinn’s POV Bishop brought the truck to a stop in front of what looked like an old farmhouse and the two of us stared out the windshield at the house. The house looked like no one had lived here in years, the lawn looked unattended and a few shutters hung crooked from the windows. Many years ago th
Quinn’s POV Bishop and I were back around the house before I knew it as Bishop wanted answers from the old man on how his aunt died. There was no way that this was coincidental and Bishop knew that too. The old man sat patiently on an old rocking chair with the shotgun across his lap as he looked o
Quinn’s POV Bishop looked at me like he had solved the greatest mystery story of all time but I was skeptical to believe that this could be true. Nothing had ever been this simple in my life and to think that we just stumbled across who my mother was by visiting Bishop’s dead aunt, had me thinking
Jaxson’s POV “How stupid could Bishop be taking Quinn off my territory to goddess knows where. How am I supposed to keep her safe if I don’t even know where she is.” I growled as Tonya unfortunately is taking the blunt end of my anger. “Calm down. I am sure she is safe with Bishop.” Tonya tells me
Quinn’s POV After the little road trip that Bishop and I took, I really didn’t feel like going on the date tonight with Jaxson, as thoughts consumed me if I was Bishop’s dead aunt’s daughter. Plus, Wolfie wasn’t here when we returned and I was worried that I had upset him, not spending time with hi
Jaxson’s POV I could have sworn that when I pulled the bike to a stop, that something was glowing in the distance. As I focused my eyes all I saw was Quinn standing in the yard staring in my direction. Swinging my leg over the bike, I move towards her, as I can sense something different about her.
Quinn’s POV Excitement filled me as Jaxson led me towards the festival. The lights and sounds of the festival set an ambience of fun and excitement to all that came to enjoy an evening out. I never pictured Jaxson as a carnival type of guy and it is nice to see the laid-back side of him. As we ent
Quinn’s POV With Jaxson’s arm wrapped around me we moved around the festival as we listened to a band playing at a nearby stage. A crowd of people were beginning to form as they all began to dance to the music. Jaxson came to a stop when a new song began to play and the singer said this one is for
Stopping in front of my mother’s headstone, I lean down and place the flowers on her grave, as my hand moves, and my fingertips trace her name on the headstone. A single tear slips from my eye, as I remember back to all the sacrifices, she had made so that I could be here today. A cry now comes fr
Quinn’s POV Five years later… “Angelica don’t run off too far.” I yelled at Angelica as she jumped out of the vehicle once we were finally here. It had been over five years since the last time Bishop and I had been here looking for what we thought was his aunt, but later to find out that it was n
Quinn’s POV The beautiful sound of a newborn making their first cry in this world filled the air, and I knew that I was an aunt. It was the second best feeling in the world after having my own child, knowing that our father’s name would now live on. In my eyes my father was my hero, for sacrificin
Jaxson’s POV Remembering the promise I had made to Tristan just moments ago, I stepped in front of Lyra, ready to keep her safe from him at all costs, but as I stepped in front of her, Tristan’s eyes moved from hers to mine, and I could see that his humanity in them. Whatever Quinn and Lyra had do
Jaxson’s POV My eyes focused on Tristan as he just stood there in the middle of the cell, not moving an inch, as the blood now should have trickled down the back of his throat, and Lyra’s powers should be entering his bloodstream, bonding to him, like Quinn’s had with mine. At this point, Tristan
Jaxson’s POV Leaving a handful of our men behind to clean up the aftermath, not leaving a single vamp to live, that Tyler brought with him, in fear that the news would spread of their Dark Prince falling to our hands, we headed back to the pack house. Knowing we were working with limited time befor
“Wait.” Bishop says as he moves in between us. “You’re his twin brother. If he can pull off being you, why can’t you pull off being him?” Bishop asks Tristan, and it isn’t such a bad idea. If Tristan can pull off being Tyler Morgan, aka the Dark Prince, then we wouldn’t have to worry about other va
Quinn’s POV Jaxson held me tight to his chest, as the tears continued to roll from my eyes, and uncontrollable sobs came from within me, while my heart felt like it was breaking into a million little pieces, like the moonstone had. Even with his protective arms around me, the pain of
Quinn’s POV Bishop’s hand at that moment found mine, and he took it holding it tightly, as our father’s soul rose from within his lifeless body. His face was no longer battered, and he looked like a much younger and handsome version of himself, almost an identical twin to Bishop. Selena’s chants f