Aldrich’s arm was hooked around me before I could breathe. He scooped me up like I was a child, gripping me to his chest as he ran for cover. I gasped as I looked around, trying to find the assailant or where the arrow even came from in the first place. About a couple yards away, there was a small shed that stored extra weapons and auxiliary. He sprinted toward it with me as his baggage, and I was shocked at the fact he was able to move so fast despite carrying me, like I weighed nothing more than a pound. He was even stronger than I thought. My gaze still shot around the field in a panic, but I did not see even a retreating silhouette. The shed was locked; he simply kicked the lock of the door broken with his brutal force before rushing us inside, swinging the door closed behind us. We were both breathing heavily, and he released me from his arms before pushing down on my back to make me huddle close to the ground. The only sound in the small, dark space was
The sex was explosive. It was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced in my existence. We crashed into each other like a wreck, kissing violently and aggressively, like we hated each other again. I tugged at his hair and he gripped at my waist, his tongue dominating my mouth. I scratched down the back of his neck all the way down his spine underneath his shirt. He ripped off my clothes, as if he was angry I even put them on, and I was gasping for breath as I became vividly aware of the deadly weapons next to my head as he fucked me. We were not making love this time; we were avenging. I ravaged him, and he ravaged me, like a physical fight without the violence. Sometimes he took charge and other times I demanded dominance, and because of the sheer animalistic nature of it all, I felt my wolf nearly transitioning out of my human form. He was growling in my ear, biting on my neck and my collarbones. I was doing the same to him, except harder, even drawing some blood along
“Oh, my god,” I said, staring at the bow in horror. I recognized the arrow in the bow; it was grotesquely familiar, the arrow that had been haunting my life and my nightmares. He knelt down to examine the corpse of his victim. I dared to look too despite the ugly wound, grimacing. Even as a healer, I did not grow accustomed to the sight of blood. I stared at the man’s face in confusion, puzzled as to why I recognized his weapons but not his face. “I don’t know him,” I said in anger, “do you?” Aldrich shook his head. “I don’t, either.” “You’ve got to be kidding me,” I snapped, storming up to the body. I hated the man. I hated his unfamiliar unseeing eyes and his weathered, old face and his unrecognizable hair. How could I not recognize someone that was trying to kill me and everyone I loved the past few months? “This is fucking propoersterous,” I said as I grabbed the arrow from the bow and violently impaled him with it in the chest, crying out
Aldrich immediately stiffened, shooting a glare at the woman. But I recognized the voice. The woman with eyebags dark as her hair looked down at me, her two children hugging her legs. They looked almost unrecognizable, their cheeks flushed with lively color and their eyes no longer hooded and unmoving. Their scabs were nearly fully healed, faded all the way to a pale and unnoticeable pink. The woman’s were healed as well, and when I saw her smile, it was like seeing the planet rear upside down in the best way. “And I know you,” I answered with a grin. Aldrich shot a confused look at me, his glare dissolving. “You saved my children and I,” the woman commended, holding a small wicker basket of goods. She looked down at it before offering it to me. “I told you I would never forget your kindness.” “Please don’t,” I waved the basket away, shaking my head, “We have enough goods at the palace, and you need it more than me.” The woman still held the bas
We woke up the next morning at the brink of dawn. I could no longer await to see what the salve had done to the wound. When I rubbed it on last night, it applied very thinly despite the thick look of the ointment. Clement did not leave instructions on how often to apply, but I assumed once would be enough. I had a servant go down to the library and await Clement’s arrival so that I could confirm instructions, but the servant did not return until hours later in the early afternoon. Aldrich and I were still in bed when the servant announced that Clement never came back to the library. That was odd; however, I supposed he assumed his duties with me were over after he concocted the antidote on his own. The wound did not appear any better; in fact, it looked the same. I frowned, looking to him for any signs of pain or disappointment, but he grinned at me instead. “I feel a lot better than I have in awhile,” he said, then sat up abruptly. “I feel so g
Despite the sunlight glowing through the lavender and the gleam in his eye and the way he was smiling at me and the perfect moment drifting right in front of us, I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t tell him. I had already divulged so much of myself to him, and I didn’t have anything else to give. Once I told him I loved him, he would officially have all of me. He now had the admittal of Theo, my body, and my confessions to caring for him. I braved many things, including death, but I could not brave such a statement. “I wonder, too,” I said. A flicker of disappointment shadowed the gleam in his eyes but he nodded, his grin never wavering. “That’s alright. I have enough love for the both of us for now,” he lightly teased. I managed a weak, faltering smile, the sunlight beginning to burn my eyes as if it was a punishment. “For now.” The wine suddenly made me feel tired. I struggled to feel giddy or joyous after such a failure, but he never made me feel guilty
There was something drifting outside the window. But it was not a stalker lurking in the dark, for instead, it was snow. I hurried over to the window to look outside. The billowing white flakes were coming down like powdered sugar, thick and in heaping clouds. They slowly grazed the window and trickled down to the ground that was already concealed in at least a foot of the cotton melancholy blanket. Slowly, I turned from the window with a grin. His expression mirrored mine. We hurried over to the chambers we now shared and dressed in winter gear. My attire consisted of layered petticoats underneath a gray, bulbous sleeved cloak and faux fur lined gloves that matched a warm, rose pink hat. Aldrich wore a long overcoat that matched the gray in mine. With Theo in bed and Aldrich holding off his duties for the day, we hurried downstairs to the back entrance like children.In the moonlight, it looked like stardust sprinkling down from the Milky Way, kissing our
It was the body of a servant. The blood was flowing from his mouth, permeating through the snow in ribbons. It reminded me of a lizard with its extended tongue. The blood trail was very long, like it launched from his mouth in projectile form. I had not felt the cold before, but now I felt it in my bones. Despite this, I hurried over to the body, kneeling over him to somehow find a way to help or heal him. I didn’t know how I could even begin to find out the origin of the issue, but I wasn’t going to let him die. Aldrich grabbed my arm, steering me away from the body. “Cathy, get back inside. He’s already dead.” I glared at him as I caught my balance. “You don’t know that!” He sighed before grabbing the man’s arm, pressing his thumb over his wrist. My glare did not falter as I stared at him. “I do know that,” he said coldly. “You just had to investigate,” I snapped, eyes starting to brim over with hot tears. They felt burning in the cold.
I froze. My hand gripped the door, and I was contemplating if I should run back inside the house and slam the door. The vampire would be on me before I could even get it all the way closed. I noticed it was morning, but the sun was not out. Shit. “Hello there,” the vampire drawled, blood seeping from his lips and glowing in his eyes. I stumbled back, my breath shortening. “I wouldn’t try to run if I were you.” I gulped, trying to figure out how to morph into my wolf form before the vampire could kill me. “I’m not as weak as you think I am,” I threatened, willing my hands to stop trembling. “I admire the delusion,” he chuckled, “you have no one to protect you now when you fail to make even a mark on me, little girl.” I looked around the empty field desperately. All the guards were in the emergency battle or dead. He was right that no one was here to protect me now. But that meant there was no one left to protect the estate, eith
The dread became heavy in my stomach the moment they left. I felt cold when Aldrich was gone. It was like losing the sun, the land becoming a snowy and desolate wasteland where nothing lives. The only rays of light came from Theo. He looked like the light in him was completely gone after the vampire attack. I hadn’t slept in two nights, but there were still things that needed to be done. I needed to tend to my son and make sure he was okay. The royal therapist and I sat in his bedroom, where three guards manned the door and outside the window. It probably didn’t help his fear, but we had to make sure what happened didn’t happen again. I sat with him on my lap, arms wrapped around him while I cradled him in a fluffy duvet. “I want daddy,” was the only thing he said, seemingly refusing to say anything else. On one hand, I was thrilled that he was referring to Aldrich as his daddy and that he felt safe with him around. He also liked to
Just as I felt my wolf teeth and claws ready to slip out and attack, I looked into the afraid, wide eyes of my sister. “Danika,” I gasped, pulling her against me in shock. I allowed my eyes to fall closed for a moment, breathing her in. “You’re okay.” She squeezed me reassuringly. “I’m okay, Cath. You think I’d let these weird looking fuckers lay a finger on me?” I laughed, pulling back to examine her. She had no wounds, not even a blonde hair out of place. “Let’s go show Alan you’re alive before he secretly has a heart attack.” She rolled her eyes before taking my hand. I weaved through the crowd again with her, wondering how she found me.“Where were you hiding?” I asked as we sidestepped a woman trying to console her crying child. “In the corridors,” she answered, shrugging nonchalantly. “If any vampires got in, I figured they wouldn’t vehemently be searching through hallways. But none got in—all the injured people are from the village.” “
Right as I turned my head up to look around, a plethora of pale and red-eyed faces were jumping upon us. Instinctively, I curled down around Theo, squeezing my eyes shut in feared shock. Aldrich acted quickly, shooting up to defend us. They came flying down from everywhere, as if they had been lurking in the trees. “Alan, take Theo and run back with Cathy until they’re inside,” he called before transforming into his notoriously murderous wolf. I startled at his swift transformation, one moment looking up at my handsome husband and the next seeing him with glowing eyes and bloodthirsty teeth. He immediately sank them into the nearest vampire’s throat and spit the decapitated head out into the trees. Theo saw all of it. Alan rushed over and fluidly picked him up. I couldn’t protect Theo as well as Alan could, and Aldrich wasn’t insulting me by instructing him to take him. “Cathy,” Alan urged with alarm, looking behind us, “run.” He didn’t have
I wasn’t sure if anyone tried to catch me, but I fell to my knees in the snow. My son was captured. Aldrich immediately came and scooped me off the ground. I was ashamed to display such weakness, for he had been seeing me at some of my lowest points recently, but when it came to Theo’s well-being I could easily melt into nothingness if it was threatened. “Cathy, maybe we should get you inside,” he said with some alarm, most likely concerned by whatever look I had on my face. “I’d rather die,” I immediately spat out, shaking my head violently, “Let’s go.” I used his arms as balance beams before digging my feet into the ground. There had to be more footsteps trailing to wherever my son and his captor went. Who knew if it was even a captor? He could have willingly gone with him. Theo had been targeted so many times throughout this experience, that I would not be surprised if he was coaxed right out of his bedroom window and scaled down the wall with
He didn’t say anything. The anger began to brew in his eyes like a storm from the west, but it never hit the east. Instead of letting it hit, he left the room. I stared at him before letting out a sigh. I supposed he was rather gracious for exiting rather than yelling at me in a state like this, for why wouldn’t he? I had basically sworn away our happily ever after. Instead of following him, I tossed aside the duvet before slipping out of bed to then cross the room to Theo’s door. He would be waiting for me to kiss him goodnight. I opened the door as quietly and tactfully as I could, making an effort not to wake him in case he fell asleep waiting. The moonlight drenched the room a little more than usual; the curtains were drawn. As I peeked into his room, I discovered the moonlight was shining onto an empty bed. “Oh, my god,” I sputtered, hurrying over to his bed. The sheets were void of any presence, wrinkled as if there was a body on it a me
“The last time I was honest with you, you stormed out of here saying you didn’t love me,” I declared acidicly through gritted teeth. “I did not say that,” he snapped back, matching my energy. “I said you were not acting like the woman I love.” I laughed humorlessly at that. “Well, maybe she does act like that. Do you not love me now?” There was a challenge in my voice, and I almost wanted to push him to the point of saying no. Aldrich looked at me with incredulous belief, his lips parting like he was offended by my words. “Of course I love you, you fool. How do you think I felt when the guards alerted me that you were unconscious?” I hesitated before simply shrugging. “Cathy,” he said, his nostrils flaring. He stormed up to the bed in a small fit of rage. “I thought they finally got to you,” his voice became gruff, like it was weakening, “I thought you were dead.” I stared at him wordlessly, not knowing what to say. “So many people ha
Once the sun was gone and the moon had returned, the mysterious healer returned to Emily and Elias’s residence like every night. “Everything is going according to plan,” the man informed the couple. They silently rejoiced at this, the mischief twinkling in Emily’s eyes. Elias looked at the ominous healer. “Tell us.” “The poison I concocted worked with ease,” he said with a predatory smile, “the staff is slowly dying off one by one. They soon fall dead within two hours.” Benjamin was present as well at the meeting. He provided no brains behind the operation, just willingness to do anything to get ahead. While of course, not knowing the two people he was working with were also working against him. “Perfect,” Elias smirked. “That estate will fall apart piece by piece.” “She is going to pay for what she has done,” Emily sneered. The mysterious healer seemed to be formerly proud of his plan, but uncomfortably shifted at that. *
Aldrich soon bounded into the room a couple moments after I did. I did not turn to look at him, too busy staring at the doctors with my arms crossed tightly. I was not afraid of the answers they had evident all over their faces, and I was even slightly agitated at the concern in their eyes. I wore the same nightgown for seven nights in a row, only leaving my bed to occasionally bathe, and had not eaten or drank much. I probably looked more like the corpses they have been examining rather than their hostess. “My lady,” our main doctor, Dr. Laurence, regarded me. His lips were set very tightly; he was not thrilled about the news either. “Have you come to a conclusion?” Aldrich inquired from behind me, the worry in his voice further irritating me. “I’m afraid we have,” Dr. Laurence answered, nodding curtly. He looked at us warily over his thick glasses. “We have deemed the victims’ causes of death as all poison.” “Poison?” We both echoed in unison. I glanced