Sirona's grin widened. Her eyes glinted with a twisted delight as she reveled in their confusion, basking in the power she held over them with a sadistic glee that made Seven's stomach churn. "Serena will die if I die," she stated again matter-of-factly. It was a proclamation that changed everything like a twisted knot that seemed impossible to untangle.Seven was pissed. His brow furrowed as he struggled to make sense of the situation, trying to find a flaw in her logic. He couldn’t remain silent any longer. "That's impossible!" he countered. "You sent men to assassinate her. If what you're saying is true, wouldn't that mean your own death as well?" Even Seven could hear the desperation in his own voice. He could taste the futile hope that there was some logical explanation for this madness.Knox seemed to share Seven's doubts. The barely controlled force that shimmered in the air around him was evidence of the internal conflict he was dealing with.Sirona was more than pleased t
A sharp pain shot through him, stealing his breath and causing his grip to falter. It was as if an invisible blade had plunged into his chest and twisted it with agonizing precision. A strangled gasp escaped his lips as he stumbled back, clutching at his chest with his face contorted in pain.His eyes widened in shock and disbelief, and for a moment, he seemed almost vulnerable like a mere mortal stripped of his powers. The darkness that had been swirling around him moments before retreated, shrinking back as if it too had been wounded by this unseen attack.Serena!The realization hit him hard, revealing a picture more horrifying than he could have imagined. His eyes darted back to Sirona, who had slumped to the ground when his grip had loosened, gasping for air.But even as she massaged her bruised throat, that infuriating smirk never left her face. She regarded him with the same smug, mocking grin despite her precarious position. The glint of triumph in her eyes spoke volumes
Serena lounged lazily on the plush massive bed. Her gorgeous form draped across the silken sheets like a Renaissance painting come to life. The soft glow of her phone illuminated her delicate features, spreading a warm, honeyed hue across the lovely curves of her face as she scrolled through the latest gossip article. She was so engrossed in the news about Alex's misfortune, which she knew without a doubt was caused by her dear husband's hand that the world seemed to fade away into insignificance. The internet was once again in a total chaos. The gossip blogs were ablaze with reports that Alex had been attacked by unknown men and sent to the hospital in critical condition.Serena expected the netizens to be blowing up the cyber space with curses and hate being hurled at her for taking such brutal revenge on Alex. She anticipated a tsunami of blame and anger, for the masses to once again point their accusatory fingers at her for his misfortune. But to her surprise, there was absolu
Serena's heart skipped a beat at his words. She knew this moment was inevitable, that their bond could not remain incomplete forever. He would need to mark her. The very thought sent a thrill of anticipation and a ripple of fear through her. It was a step that would change everything, binding them together in ways that were both exhilarating and terrifying.Still, a part of her quailed at the thought of surrendering herself so completely, of offering up her very essence to this handsome devil who held her heart in his hands. She had always been independent woman who valued her autonomy and freedom. Yet, here she was, on the precipice of giving herself over to Knox in a way that would leave no part of her untouched.Knox seemed to sense her hesitation and his expression softened as he reached out to cup her face in his palms. "I know you're afraid," he murmured, tracing his thumb over the curve of her cheekbone in a tender caress that rouse desire within her. His touch was gentle,
"I love you, Knox!" Serena confessed. Her eyes shun with the depth of her feelings. "With every fiber of my being. You are my heart, my soul, my everything. I don't care what darkness lies within you or what risks I'll face by being your mate. I want to face it all by your side, for eternity."Knox felt his throat grow tight as Serena's emotional declaration washed over him in waves. He had lived more than a lifetime and had experienced nearly every torment this world had to offer across the centuries. Yet nothing had ever touched him as profoundly as this slip of a woman's love.Just hearing those three words tumble from her lips made his heart feel fit to burst with unfamiliar sensations. A strange tightness gripped his chest, but it wasn't painful. It was as though a great weight he'd carried for ages had finally been lifted by her sweet confession. As though he could breathe fully for the first time, inhaling the intoxicating essence of her love like the sweetest ambrosia.Knox'
Serena melted into his embrace. Her fingers tangled in the silken strands of his hair before moving down to his pants as she surrendered to the swirl of sensations that threatened to overwhelm her. Every touch, every one of his caresses danced across her skin like wildfire. Oh, how she craved him. How she longed for him to ravage her like a beast!! However, she knew better than to wish for more than she could handle. Serena tried to tug his pants down, but Knox suddenly stopped and grabbed her hand. Desire burned in their eyes as they fixed their gaze on one another, both of them panting. "You can't take me right now, love. I'll hurt you," Knox rasped. His deep voice was edged with a strain of unbridled hunger that made her insides tremble with want. "You're also bleeding down there," he added. Serena felt a scorching flush of embarrassment on her cheeks at his blunt reminder that she had started her monthly menstrual cycle. Of all the inopportune times for this
There was no missing the slight tremor that laced Serena’s soft voice despite the brave front she attempted to project. Even now, some deeply buried part of her human psyche still recoiled at the thought of having her life's essence drained away by her inhuman husband.It wasn't that she feared Knox would hurt her - she trusted him implicitly with her life and her heart. But the very idea of being fed on, of having her blood drawn out of her body, triggered some instinct of self-preservation that she couldn't quite shake.Knox felt a rush of fierce tenderness and protective devotion for his brave, resilient other half. Even when faced with the prospect of something as daunting as offering her blood, she did not falter or allow her concern for his wellbeing to waver. Her selflessness never failed to humble him."It's too risky to do that right now," he responded in a low, calming voice meant to soothe her subtle fears. His large hand engulfed hers where it still gripped his wrist, sq
With that ominous statement, his striking features began to contort and shift in an almost hideous manner that had Serena’s instincts screaming at her to shrink back. Yet, she remained rooted in place, utterly transfixed as she watched her husband's achingly familiar visage melt and reshape itself into something else entirely.The sharp planes of his strong jaws seemed to protrude and elongate and his full lips pulled back to reveal a set of curved, wickedly elongated canines. Thick ropes of dense, obsidian fur erupted along the column of his neck and across his broad brow, framing his face in a wild mane of darkness.Serena felt her breath catch in her throat as a pair of large, pointed ears emerged from the mass of rippling black fur atop his head. His striking amber eyes were swallowed by a searing golden blaze that seemed to glow with an otherworldly inner light. The bones of his face seemed to crack and reform, reshaping themselves into a more feral structure.Serena willed he
Only the monsters remained a seemingly endless horde that would continue to ravage and destroy until the entire world was little more than a barren, lifeless husk. Knox could not, would not, allow that to happen. Not after everything, not after the unfathomable sacrifices that had already been made in the pursuit of preventing such a future from coming to pass. Too much had been lost, too many lives extinguished in the fires of this onslaught. Darkness swirled around him and began coiling outwards to merge with the torrential downpour. The vortex rapidly expanded, growing in size and ferocity until it became an all-consuming maw ready to devour everything in its path. The earth itself seemed to tremble by the vortex of annihilation taking form, as if the very world were protesting the profane nature of the forces being brought to bear. The air itself seemed to warp and twist, reality buckling under the strain of the immense power being channeled. Each bolt of lightning tha
Knox simply remained there for long, excruciating moments, taking in the sight of her serene repose as if etching every line and curve into his tortured memory so he wouldn't lose even the tiniest detail.Suddenly, Serena's body was engulfed in a dazzling burst of light, with glowing tendrils extending outward to encircle Knox's form. He pulled the light within, absorbing it as if he were a hole eating the stars. It was the portion of his soul he had given Serena in both their past lives and this current one, now being reclaimed after her death. Then Knox rose to his feet with fluidity, seemingly defying the rules of gravity once the last remnants of that magnificent essence were sucked back into his form."Let us never meet again!" he intoned, his voice a discordant rasp that held no trace of anything remotely human. The words carried such weight, such profundity of power that the trembling maid instantly crumpled motionlessly to the floor. Her mind simply could not withstand the
Tears burned hot in Meredith's eyes at the brutal truth of Enzo's words. She had failed - failed utterly to protect Knox, failed to prevent this future from becoming their new reality. Deep in her soul, she could feel the ancient spirits of Queen Minerva and Princess Myra weeping bitter tears of sorrow and regret. Their sacred bloodline, their eternal legacy was now irrevocably tainted by this unraveling of fate.A choked sound somewhere between a sob and a bitter peal of laughter escaped her lips when Sahar's severed head came rolling to a stop at her feet with her dead eyes still holding a mocking glint of triumph even in death. The twisted wench had achieved her ultimate goal - to bring about the utter ruination of their legacy, the destruction of every last Cavalieri-Delgaard dynasty. All around them, the battle raged on with no end in sight, the air thick with the sights, sounds and smells of death. Killian's towering Lycan form, battered and bleeding from a thousand savage
The sight of everyone she loved fighting for their very existence against such overwhelming odds...it was a blade twisting in Meredith's heart.A searing agony lanced through her and she knew Enzo was injured. It was the effect of a mate bond whether fated or chosen. She stumbled, gasping for air as she clutched at her chest. The pain was almost beyond endurance… like a molten lance of agony that threatened to bring her to her knees. Tears burned in her eyes and her sight blurred as the true gravity of their situation hit her like a battering ram. Any wound inflicted by these abominations was fatal. Their claws, fangs, and very essence were imbued with a poison that corrupted all it touched.“Is there no way?” Her mind reeled like ashes on the wind as another spasm of anguish gripped her in its merciless talons. “Is there no way to save them all? To avert this future I've foreseen?”Her body trembled violently and her legs threatened to give out beneath her as she watched her love
Meredith drew on her newly regained powers and unleashed a torrent of energy at the beasts. The demons recoiled, shrieking in fury and anguish as magic seared their rotting flesh. The stench of burning meat filled the air, mingling with the miasma that clung to the creatures.Meredith maintained the onslaught, driving them back through the shattered doorway with relentless determination.Next, she sealed the room with an impenetrable barrier when the last of the abominations stumbled back into the hall, wailing in pain and wrath.She turned to face the trembling girl. "Stay here if you wish to live, child," Meredith instructed. "This madness needs to cease, and soon, before it swallows us all."Then she swept from the chamber and out into the chaos that had engulfed the estate's once-clean halls. The hallway ahead was a nightmare come true, with claw marks on the walls, bloody paintings, and the crushed bodies of fallen defenders strewn over the floor like discarded objects.Meredi
Meredith's heart thundered against her ribcage as she paced the length of Knox and Serena's bedroom suite. Her footfalls echoed with a hollow resonance that belied the emptiness gnawing at her very soul.The incessant rattling and banging against the thick oak door grew more insistent with each passing moment in a cacophony of destruction that served as a reminder of the hellish forces laying siege to their home. Beyond that rapidly crumbling barrier, chaos ruled in an unholy storm of violence that threatened to devour all Meredith held dear.Shrieks of unimaginable agony intermingled with roars. Each haunting wail, each guttural bellow, sent a fresh wave of anguish coursing through Meredith's immortal frame. How many had already fallen? The question burned in her mind like acid, eating away at what little composure she managed to maintain. How many brave warriors, loyal protectors of the estate had lost their lives under the claws of these abominations? The faces of those she had
"I'm the only woman alive now who can give you an heir, bear you children to carry on your bloodline..." Her words were a hushed whisper. "I am your rightful mate at long last. We were always meant to be together as one, you and I. Two halves of the same whole."She sniffled again as a fresh wave of tears spilled forth. "You should have accepted my request earlier, when I simply wanted to enjoy one night with my betrothed...to bask in the warmth of your embrace, as is my right as your—"Her words died on her lips when Knox suddenly closed the distance and wrapped his hand around her slender throat in a grip, wrenching her forward until her feet left the ground. Then he slammed her head back against the stone wall with brutal force to crack her skull. Sirona let out a pained, wheezing laugh as she stared up at him with wild, unfocused eyes. A thin trickle of crimson seeped from the corner of her mouth, tracing a macabre path down her chin."You...you wouldn't dare..." she choked out
Knox felt as if the entire world had collapsed around him, with a devastating blast of despair and despair threatening to break what little remained of his damaged psyche into a million shattered fragments. The sheer, all-consuming agony that had lanced through him was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before. It that it defied description… as though every nerve ending in his immortal body had been set ablaze and doused in acid simultaneously.The air became heavy and oppressive as the full impact of what had happened started to sink in, and the cold stone of the dungeon walls seemed to close in around him.Knox simply couldn't - no, he utterly refused with every fiber of his being to accept the cruel reality that his worst fears had been realized in the most brutal and decisive way imaginable. Serena. His beautiful, precious mate...the very radiant light in his darkness...she was gone. Why? The question kept coming back to him, echoing through the vast emptiness of his head, e
The huge double doors to the dungeon at one of Knox's estates slid open, revealing his towering figure. An oppressive air accompanied him, making it feel as if the very atmosphere held its breath in his presence. Dark tendrils like mist swirled around him, and his eyes that was always cold, blazed with a fury that made them appear even icier than usual. His mind was still reeling from the hateful words Serena had hurled at him in the car earlier, and in a moment of desperation, he had teleported himself here.Knox despised himself for losing control and slapping Serena in a moment of anger. He couldn’t forgive himself, especially when the thought crossed his mind that perhaps Sirona had found a way to bypass his restraint meant to keep her in check, and had gotten into Serena’s mind. More than half of him believed the venomous words Serena had spoken weren't hers but were instead Sirona’s doing. This belief drove him to the dungeon, determined to confirm his theory.His eyes lan