My heart stopped at the gesture, and I was filled with pride that my brother had grown so much. I had been convinced that he would never submit or bow to anyone. Yet, he sat before his mate, his breathing uneven, grabbing her hands in his.Everyone in the room seemed to share the same surprise, and
Charlie's P.O.V.Two days.The commanders had made their plan, and we were to attack in two days. That gave me two days to fix things with Killian so I could get the hell out of dodge when the war was over.After the meeting, I slept the rest of the day and night away and marched toward Killian's of
Killian sat back in his chair but didn't look as angry as I expected. Frustrated, yes. But not angry."You always come home and immediately start demanding that I change how I do things, cause a scene, and then leave, and I won't hear from you for several months at least! I'm not the only problem in
Charlie's P.O.V. The adrenaline that came from rushing into battle was the most incredible thing in the world. With each beat of my heart, it flooded my system. I was practically bouncing as I approached my men standing together around Damien. Thousands of creatures had come together outside the c
"Probably, but you'll never be free of me. You're my family." My brother's presence disrupted our moment, and the army fell quiet as the time had finally come for us to head to the battlefield. Most of the pack had shifted and was standing on two or four paws. Some wolves even had witches or other
Damien held me tighter, kissing me deeply before pulling away when Paxton began to holler and stomp his foot at our public display of affection. I laughed into Damien's chest, but he didn't seem to mind. He just grabbed my hips and moved me to be sitting between his legs as he leaned back against a
Charlie's P.O.V."Your reign is over!" My mother shouted. Her emerald green eyes narrowed in my brother's direction, not bothering to turn my way.How could she be working with the vampires? She still looked like she did the day she was shot. There wasn't a single wrinkle or grey hair on her head, a
Talia noticed Natalie's movement and dropped her hand to press the blade against the soft flesh of Aurora's throat.The second the blade kissed Aurora's skin, Natalie lifted her hand toward Talia, and the woman screamed in pain, the dagger falling to the ground. I turned with surprise to my sister-i