[Diego’s POV]“I’m getting back at you for being such a smug bastard.”The words repeat themselves again and again, adding to the anger I’m already feeling over the condition my sister is in.“Diego,” Chanel whispers, touching my arm. “Don’t forget the most important thing here.”“Right,” I say, taking a calming breath.Right now, the most important thing is getting Annemarie to a doctor. I didn’t know exactly what that bastard Bernard did to her, but I had a feeling it had something to do with her baby. If I didn’t get her help, there was a good chance she would most likely lose it and follow it shortly after.“Take her,” I tell Chanel, gently passing Annemarie to her. “And when I say run, you fucking run.”“But…”“No, buts.” I growl, straightening out again and fixing my gaze on Bernard’s. “What?” I ask, focusing only on him. “Are you too fucking weak to face me head on, so you decided to bring my sister into this? I see that you’re still the little chicken shit that I remember.”As
[Rosalie’s POV]I look around, taking in the familiar space around me. Why was I back here, and what did that mean about my physical body?“You’re here,” a deep, soothing voice calls, drawing my attention behind me where Diego’s lycan is making his way toward me. “I’ve missed you.”Feeling a war beginning to rage between my heart and my head, I narrow my gaze and clench my fists.“Why?” I demand, remembering everything that happened before I found myself here. “Why did you do that?”When I felt Diego’s distress rush through me earlier in the night, I didn’t hesitate to move, leaving not only Gil but even my stepmother and sister to go to his side. How was I to know that I wouldn’t find Diego at all when I reached, but instead a terrifying beast that was neither wolf nor man?It was the first time I ever actually saw Diego in his lycan form since he never changed, even in the most dire of times. I was certain it probably had something to do with the need to remain in control while figh
[Rosalie’s POV]When we arrive at the hospital, where I can only assume Annemarie is being held, Giddeon gets out and comes around to open my door. Giving a smile, I step out and then take in the large building in front of us while wondering how Annemarie was doing.Deciding it was better to just see for myself, I start to move while Giddeon follows close behind. Once inside, I head straight to the reception, where a woman sits with a professional smile on her face.“Annemarie Aguilar.” I announce. “Could you point us in her direction?”Nodding, the woman starts to click on her computer. When she looks back up at us, a smile spreads across her face.“Labor and delivery.” She announces. “It’s just in that direction.”“Thanks,” I beam, heading in the direction that I’ve been pointed to. “Come on,” I continue, grabbing Giddeon’s hand and tugging. “Once we check on Annemarie, we can try to come up with a way to help Diego.”Settling on this, I continue to move until I spot Chanel, who sta
[Rosalie’s POV]How long do Chanel and I sit in the waiting room, waiting for someone—anyone to come and tell us any news in regards to Annemarie? I’m not sure, but when the first rays of morning light start to trickle through the single window behind us, I know that something can’t be right.Unable to remain in place, I get to my feet just as the door to the room opens and Diego’s parents come storming in. When his mother spots me, she surges forward, and her hand connects with my cheek.“YOU BITCH!” She shrieks, her clawed nails tearing my skin. “WHY ARE YOU HERE?”“Angela,” Diego’s father hisses, grabbing his wife as she moves in for another strike. “You need to calm down. Remember your condition.”“Devin!” She snaps, whirling on her husband. “Can’t you see that this bitch is a walking omen? Look what happened to our children, because...”“Because what?” Chanel challenges, coming to my defense. “Are you really trying to claim that this has anything to do with Rosalie? Instead, why
[Diego’s POV]True fear and panic rush through me as I once again feel my body shifting and changing from man to beast, and when it finishes, I know that I’m no longer in control of anything that is happening.‘Rosalie,’ I call, hoping and praying that I can find her somewhere out there in the crowd. However, I’m met by nothing more than a void. It’s almost like she doesn’t exist at all, and that terrifies me. ‘Please answer me.’As I send my silent plea into the universe, the fake Bernard steps forward and starts to undo my bindings, and to my horror, my fucking lycan doesn’t even attempt to attack. Instead, it relaxes, and when the fake Bernard holds out a hand, it actually fucking follows.‘What the hell are you doing?’ I demand as it starts to follow Bernard out of the interrogation room like an obedient dog. ‘Wasn’t he your enemy not long ago?’‘My enemy is dead.’ My lycan responds, taking me by surprise. ‘This person is not our enemy.’Not our enemy. How the fuck wasn’t it my en
[Rosalie’s POV]“Now.”Diego’s father’s voice rings out around us along with his aura, which presses against my skin. It was clear that he was pissed over this revelation that involved his wife and his kids.“Honey,” Diego’s mother says slowly, trying her best to calm him. “Listen to me; they don’t…”“Explain!” He roars, sending waves of powerful energy crashing into us. “Right this fucking moment!”At his words, Diego’s mother cowers while Chanel tightens her hold on me, keeping me in place as his command threatens to make me kneel. Fuck, this man was strong, but his power was nothing compared to Diego’s.“Angela,” Diego’s father says slowly. “You better tell me what they’re talking about. What is this about a curse on your family?”Here it comes. I whisper inwardly, my hope rising. Once we knew exactly what it was that Diego was suffering from, we could try to do something about it.“I don’t,” Diego’s mother stammers, her eyes darting around the room. “I don’t…”“STOP LYING!” Diego’
[Rosalie’s POV]I watch in horror as Diego’s father becomes still, his blood slowly pooling around him. And what’s worse than the man just dying there, alone and cold on the ground, is the fact his own son doesn’t turn once to give him a last glance.“Diego,” I whisper, unable to believe that this creature holding me is him. “Where are you?”Reaching out, I begin to try to find Diego in the darkness, but just like the other times I tried, I can’t find him, and I can’t feel him anywhere around me.‘He’s gone.’ A deep voice rumbles in my head. ‘He was too weak.’‘No!’ I hiss, beginning to fight again despite knowing that it was futile. ‘He isn’t!’Letting out a snarl of outrage, I begin to thrash and claw, doing everything I can to break free of the one holding me.“Do something to keep your bitch in check.” Bernard snaps. “Otherwise, I will.”Grunting, what I now know is Diego’s lycan reaches up, slamming a hand into my neck, causing spots to dance in front of my eyes and my ears to st
Two souls come together, combining as one. Bringing forth a prophecy that can’t be undone. They move together with forceful thrusts, brimming with hate and lust. As their bodies begin to slowly entwine, their darkness comes forth just in time.To encase the world in darkness, to bring about the end of times.And when it is finished, there will be hell to pay.[Chanel’s POV]I stare in disbelief at the unmoving man on the ground in front of me.“Devin!” Angela wails, kneeling beside her husband and shaking him. “Devin! This isn’t funny! Stop it!”My heart breaks as I watch the scene, but I can’t quite fully find it in me to consider this reality. How was it possible that things took such a drastic turn in such a short amount of time?“Chanel!”Tearing my gaze from the scene, I watch as Giddeon rushes toward me with a look of horror on his features.“Did you find them?” I ask, though I already know the answer.If he was alone, it meant that Diego and that bastard Bernard got away, an