A rustling noise now came from behind me, and I quickly got to my feet, grabbing the handgun, and stepping closer to the fire, as I waited for whatever was about to step out from the tree line. My heart once again began to beat heavily in my chest, and at this rate I was going to have a heart attack
Quinn’s POV I pulled the blanket up around my neck trying to keep warm from the morning breeze. My eyes popped opened instantly when I realized where I was and that I had no blanket wrapped around me before I had fallen to sleep last night, cuddled into Wolfie. The morning sun instantly blinded me
“Yeah, he left when I got here.” Jaxson says and I turn and look at him and ask him, “Did he seem okay? He was injured fighting the other wolf that attacked me.” “I’m sure he is fine. Wolves heal quickly.” Jaxson tells me and he must be right because Wolfie healed quickly from the bear attack now
Quinn’s POV Jaxson and I headed north towards a cabin that he had found last night before finding me. He told me that’s where he had gotten the blanket and a new shirt and that it seemed that maybe it was where my father was staying. Thankfully, he told me that it wasn’t too far from here and with
Jaxson’s POV Quinn let out a scream that could have awakened the dead and I turned to see what had happened, but Quinn had disappeared from behind me. I knew something was gravely wrong as I felt fear hit me like a freight train and I knew it wasn’t my own fear I was feeling, but hers. Tuning in
Quinn’s POV My mind and my body began to stir at the same time as I felt his protective arms wrapped around me and I knew that I was safe in Jaxson’s arms. Despite my thoughts of him not willing to save me, he had, and he proved to me that he truly did care about me. I was alive and it was because
Quinn’s POV As I stood there in the middle of the two massive wolves, I realized something as I looked at Jaxson and then back at Wolfie. The two of them were the same size which meant if Jaxson was the one, who the hell was the other one? Turning completely to look at Wolfie, I stared into the wo
Jaxson took a step forward as he says to me, “Quinn, you weren’t raised in our world and I wasn’t sure if you would believe me or freak out and make a run for it. I couldn’t take the chance of losing you by telling you.” “Losing me? Jaxson, what am I to you?” I asked him because I was confused why
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