*Gwen’s POV*I waited, staring into Isabella’s eyes. She didn’t speak for what seemed like an eternity.Isabella inhaled deeply and sighed."I don't know much about breaking blood oaths, but I was told your master can break them, if they know how. When Viktor first told me what Darick did to you, I searched for the book in the library to see if there was another way to break the blood oath because I wanted to set you free, but I couldn't find anything."My eyes widened in awe. "You were willing to do that for me, despite not knowing me?"She nodded. "Yes, because I disagreed with Darick bonding you two for life. There were other ways he could have kept you here without using that method. Viktor didn't agree with what Darick did either. It was the source of a lot of tension between them when you first arrived.""I thought Viktor hated me…" I said, meeting her eye.Isabella licked her lips and paused for a moment. "Well, he wasn't pleased about you brea
*Darick’s POV*Viktor turned off the van headlights and slowly approached the back entrance of what used to be our headquarters. My stomach churned each time I saw what used to be our territory. I could still picture the community of vampires laughing together during an evening event.I shook my head. Now wasn’t the time to get sentimental. Gwen and Chelsea’s lives were on the line. I grabbed my walkie-talkie and contacted Amber, who was scanning the area a few miles away."Amber. Come in. Do you copy?”"I can hear you, Darick. Are you guys in the tunnel yet?" she responded. "No. We just arrived. I know you're far out, but how are the skies looking?" The question was code for if there were any rival vampires out to make sure our path was clear. We also didn't know if Amon had any systems that could track our frequency."Skies are clear tonight, Darick," Amber responded."Roger that. I'll get in touch with you soon.""Ok. Be safe. I won't b
*Gwen’s POV*My heart raced as Jasper inched closer to the door. Shit, I needed to say something, and quick."Wait!" I shouted. "I-I, uh, wanted to say I wish I could have been able to go with you the night you tried to kidnap me." I bat my eyes and bit my bottom lip. I had to do something to try and stall for time. Amon’s eyebrow raised, and he lifted a finger to stop Jasper. "Really?" "Yeah. I’ve realized…I want to be with a big, strong, sexy vampire like you. After the way you took control at Darick’s…it’s all I’ve been thinking about.” "Well, I tried to show you what you were missing out on," Amon smirked, taking a step closer to me. He was so close, I could almost feel his breath on my face. It took everything in me not to step back—not to lose my cool."Hey, boss, don't you want—""Shut the fuck up!" Amon yelled, interrupting Jasper. I swore I saw Amon’s eyes flick for a second to red, and then he shook his head and re
*Darick’s POV*My mind was running rampant. I couldn’t calm down, I couldn’t find peace of solace.The way Amon touched her…grabbed her. He was going to kill Gwen, and as a result, I was going to kill him.All I thought of was death. Pure and torturous death. Until I saw her when she stepped out of the car at the house. She came around to the passenger side door and opened it. The way she maneuvered Chelsea around her as Wendall helped…she was so delicate, so soft.And I felt my body finally relax, and my mind come back into consciousness. Before I knew it, I was racing toward Gwen and helping her and Chelsea to Gwen's room. Once Chelsea was in Gwen’s bed, Gwen’s attention fell on me. I could feel her assessing my wounds. They hurt, but I’d heal. I was more concerned about her.“Are you okay?” I asked.Gwen nodded. “Are you?”“I-I will be,” I answered, my voice still hoarse from all the screaming. “I’m going to check on the others. I’ll come back as soon
*Gwen’s POV*My eyes snapped open at the sound of a soft moan from beside me. I looked out the window to see it was still dark—it must’ve been well past midnight—and felt a strong kink in my neck as I jolted up."Chelsea? Chelsea, are you okay? Can you hear me? How many fingers am I holding up?" I asked, bombarding her with questions as I turned to her.Chelsea moaned, and without opening her eyes, weakly stuck her middle finger out toward me."Oh, god. You’re okay!" I laughed, wrapping my arms around her neck. When I pulled back, her gaze was fixed on me. It had worked. The blood, the IV fluids…everything. She was okay. "Gwen,” she tried, but she broke into an instant cough attack. I grabbed the water Isabella left on the nightstand and Chelsea happily took it. She handed the glass back to me, and I returned it to its original spot. “W-what happened? Where am I?" she asked. I didn't know where to begin. How was I supposed to tell my b
*Gwen’s POV*"Gwen?" Darick called out to me, pulling me from my daze.“I’m not going anywhere,” I said suddenly, resolute in every decision I’d ever made.“What do you mean?” Darick asked as the light from the candles flickered in his eyes. "I'm saying I want to be with you, and I'm choosing to be with you. Not because of a blood oath, but because…well, because I love you, too." Darick’s eyes softened, and he reached over, delicately, and slid a hand under my chin. "But it's dangerous to be with me,” he whispered as he gazed into my eyes with an intensity that I had never seen before. "I've been put under a blood oath, bitten by an evil mafia lord, and I've watched multiple gruesome attacks. Why should I be afraid now if that didn't break me?"Darick studied me, his glowing eyes flickering back and forth between mine. "Who are you, Gwendolyn Jones?" he asked.I smirked, and without hesitation, he grabbed my face and pressed his lips against m
*Darick’s POV*My eyes widened as every muscle in my body seized. Oh shit! I know that voice. It was Anton, an officer sent by the Vampire Council. Fuck, I knew this was coming. I just didn’t think it would be so soon.Jumping out of bed, leaving Gwen confused, I rushed to the closet and grabbed a pair of black slacks and my black shirt."Open the door, Darick, or I'll kick it down!” Anton warned as he smashed his fist against the door. “Darick, what the hell is—”I turned to Gwen, holding my pointer finger against my lips to indicate that she stay quiet. My mind was running a mile a minute, completely caught off guard. I ran to the door and paused to catch my breath as I grabbed the knob.Anton was standing there wearing black shades, a dark red leather jacket, and a black and red army uniform."Let me at least shower and get my clothes on, please." I had dried blood stains all over my body and smelled of sweat."No time for that. You
*Gwen’s POV*When Darick returned home, I was ecstatic. No, even that’s not the right word. It’s been three weeks, and I still couldn’t find the right word. Either way, I was a wreck while he was gone. Viktor and Isabella told me why he was taken, and it made sense. The council was there to make sure the vampire world didn’t get exposed, but also to make sure that the vampires themselves, led with honor and dignity. That those who deserved to be in power, were. But they never told me what was happening to him because even they didn’t know, and that put my mind into a tailspin. Chelsea being there helped, but when Darick returned, I jumped into his arms and thanked whatever gods existed for his safety. Darick told us the details of what happened, how Lord Silas turned on him and would likely be stripped of his title, but even still, Darick didn’t blame him. Sure, he was angry, but he knew Lord Silas was doing it because he thought that Darick truly was unfit