Tyler let out a chuckle, but his chuckle sounded more of a nervous laugh, and I knew that he was worried about what my ancestors were about to do to him, even though he says, “And how are you going to do that? You are all dead!” My mother and all her ancestors at that moment began to join hands, a
Quinn’s POV One by one, my ancestors before me began to dim their light within them, as if the light of their soul was finally leaving this world. No longer trapped here by the moonstone or the need to set things right, they slowly dissipated before our eyes, as if they had finally found their pea
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
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
“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
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
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 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