Maxwell POV The dark, musty smell of the church vanishes, replaced by the frigid winter air as stars suddenly gleam and twinkle around Valen and me as we plummet through the night sky. Wonder and awe fill me as I brave a glance around us. Valen's solid, warm body is flush against mine, and every curve of my body is pressed to the hard-muscled lines of his own. The air whooshes around us, tossing my matted and dirty hair into my face and eyes; if I weren't clinging to the man like a damn lifeline, I would try to contain it.I feel Valen tense under my hands and curse, and I squeeze my eyes shut, gripping him even tighter as my stomach lurches. “Hold on,” Valen yells over the roar of wind and snow around us, and his arms move so that one is looped around my waist and the other grips the back of my neck, keeping my face pressed firmly to his chest.“Valen!” I can’t help but scream as I peek an eye open and watch as the snow-covered ground comes toward us.“It’s okay,” he yells back, h
Maxwell POVThe need to move forward, to run my fingers through his soft looking hair, is almost painful as the need to be closer to him, to dive into those depths and reassure him I’m unharmed, comes full force.“Maxwell, please!” he practically begs, eyes fluttering shut as his jaw tenses like he’s in pain. “I just need to make sure you're unscathed. Just let me take care of you for a moment. Please,” he whispers again, hands trembling on my belly as he shakes his head the smallest amount. Magic swirls around us, and I feel a blessed warmth curl in my chest that I hope stays around since I’m currently freezing my tits off here.“Fine. But can we find somewhere warmer? I’m freezing, and I’m worried about how much you're shaking,” I point out, wanting him to physically evaluate himself since all he seems to be doing is making sure I’m okay. I mean, sure, I have a raging headache, and my hand is sore from falling and cutting it open during my frantic escape to the church, but beside
Maxwell POV I angle myself so we go down the mountain rather than up. From what I can tell, we are close to the Castle, maybe an hour or two hike away from it. I don't necessarily want to get close to it, but I know I can’t leave the mountain without Jordan.“That's rather tragic. Tell you what, if we make it off this mountain alive, we can do a Star Wars movie-thon.It’ll probably take a few days to watch them all, though,” I warn as I start walking again, ignoring the snow making its way into my boots and how my toes are going numb.“Oh, we will,” Valen mutters, his step wavering for a moment, tugging on my arm as he sways to the side and sinking an inch or two in the snow before he rights himself, and we keep walking.I can’t help but smirk as he regains his lithe footing along the top of the snow. Squinting, I strain my eyes for a place we can shelter in, and smile when I see a marker near a tree in front of me. It’s similar to the markers used during the relay race the Senior
Maxwell POVMy stomach growls, and I belatedly realize I haven't eaten anything since before I went looking for Alex, but the exhaustion I feel far outweighs my hunger.Valen slowly moves around the small room to make sure the wooden shutters on the windows are secure. Then he stumbles over to the door, latching it and nodding in approval before moving back to the side of the bed and sitting with a heavy sigh. Exhaustion radiates off him as he rests his head in his hands and releases a deep breath.Turning up the wick for a larger flame, I move toward him, my eyes taking in every detail of the beautiful man before me, soaking in his presence, and, for the first time, actually grasping the concept that I’m in a room with Valen! Not a dream… but a room… in real life. We are both awake and together. I can't tell if I'm excited, nervous, or going to be sick. Valen's head lifts when he hears me approach, his tired eyes catch mine as I move toward the bed and sink to my knees in front of
Alex POVMy lip as I trail after a raging Nox, Razar trotting at his side like a damn demonic puppy as we pass through the castle gates. I grimace as I see some of Razar’s thick, dark venom drip onto the cobbles of the path, hissing as it corrodes the stone. He really needs to learn to control that. The night is still dark, though dawn is quickly approaching, making my anxiety hitch at the thought of Maxwell stumbling around somewhere out there in the dark. I run my hands through my worry-mussed curls and let out a small growl of frustration.I knew the moment Nox opened his stupid mouth and told her to run it would break all the trust we had built with her over the last few weeks. Even though I know why Nox had done what he had, why he let her run and gave chase, it doesn't mean that I approve or even forgive him for fucking everything up.I watch my younger brother as he paces, his claws clicking together in agitation when he makes it to the steps of the castle, only to turn and
Alex POVYou know she will never choose you with me around,” I snarl. His wince tells me the words slice deep, and I wonder if this will be the final straw to break my family. My brothers and I have been through so much over the years, we’ve had each other's backs at every twist and turn. But that all changed when one of us was taken; then Archer was killed, what little bond we had left shattered. The three of us who remained have been playing make believe, acting as if we are okay when, in all reality, nothing has been the same since we left home.Father said that this mission would bond us and bring us closer than ever. I scoff and slowly push myself back to my feet. If father could only see us now, I know the disappointment he would feel would be heavy.“I didn't start the ritual, Credence,” Lennox snarls, but his voice isn't as deep as it had been before as he walks toward me, his hand outstretched as he beckons Razar to his side. “Maxwell did, the night that we saved that male
Alex POVThey make quite the pair at the moment. Elaine, immaculately poised, from her demeanor to her appearance...and Lennox, with his tattered clothes and emotions barely under control. Looking at them, it should be easy to guess who was royal, but you wouldn’t guess it to be Lennox in his current state.“Yes, I do. But I don’t think now is the time to discuss that. It looks like you have all the preparations well in hand. I’m afraid a few rogue Hunters escaped my men and fled south. Meaning our timeline for preparation needs to be brought up,” Lennox admits, making Elaine grimace.“By how much?”“I would be surprised if our enemy isn't on our doorstep in ten days’ time. Fourteen if we are lucky,” Nox states with a growl, his body shaking as if his Demon is begging for release.“That soon?! Lennox, I’m not sure we can convince the others that this is the right path for us that quickly. I need more time! And I want every one of my Hunters out of the holding cells; they are not pr
Maxwell POVI Wake up toasty warm and snuggled into my blankets on my bed, the sense of peace and tranquility keeping me locked in a blissful state. Sighing in contentment, I roll to my back and stretch. My back is sore for some reason, making me wince as I crack an eye open, gasp, and immediately slam it shut when pain erupts behind my eyes.Frowning, I pull myself from the fog of sleep and whimper a little when I realize that the warmth and comfort I was feeling were false, since I feel like I have been hit by a damn truck.“A familiar voice whispers before warm hands cup my cheek, lightly turning me to face them. I groan when the movement sparks more pain in my head, and the warm hand strokes my cheek, soothing me as I try to remember what the hell is going on.The memories are slow to return; the bliss of my dreams, which I can't even remember now, are heavy on my mind, making me more confused than ever. But eventually, I feel almost awake and try to open my eyelids again. The