He has lost a lot of weight. The plain food in the dungeons and no access to sunlight has taken its toll on the shifter. Even if he tried to fight Jacob off, a weakened vampire is still stronger than a healthy shifter. In this leaner state, Bernard stood no chance.Bernard’s gray lifeless eyes stare
His pale blue eyes gleam with hatred. “Fuck…you…”“I missed you too, Jake.” I lean down and grab Jacob by the shoulders, hauling him up like a limp marionette. “Come on, princess. I’m taking you back to the dungeon.”“No!” The threat of being imprisoned again brings the fight back to Jacob, and he p
LexThere is a commotion that evening when an unexpected guest arrives at Castle Blackmoor. No one will tell me who it is at first, but I’m able to guess the identity from Opal’s reaction. She only cares about a few people in this world. When she runs to the medical wing in her nightgown with no car
I go to the desk and reach for the landline. The line is bugged, but it’s better than not communicating with my brother. I sit down at the desk and bury my face in my free hand as I wait for Kane to answer. He finally answers after a few rings.“What’s going on?” he asks.“Weather report,” I answer.
My face feels hot from anger and humiliation. Memories of orgies where I had let myself be used by this scum of a human being disgusts me. I’ve never felt shame when it came to sex before, but now, all I want is to scrub myself clean. Looking at him now, Jacob’s handsome face has lost all its appeal
RainerI make it back to the castle despite the head injury. Dr. Martin wants to keep me in the hospital wing overnight for observation. My ribs aren’t broken, but I have bruises on my torso. This makes it hard to lie down in any position besides on my back.I’ve had worse injuries. Nothing a little
“No, to you.”Kane smiles, his gratitude at my loyalty clear on his face. “Once Dr. Martin lets you out, come visit Emory and your godson. Mikey is the cutest baby you’ll ever see.”I laugh because he called him Mikey. My charm works on everyone. “He’s cute thanks to his mom’s pretty genes.”Kane ro
She’s quiet. Her mouth quivers, and I watch the play of emotions on her face–sadness, anger, longing, joy, and finally, acceptance.“I’ve tried to fight this,” she tells me. “I fought as hard as I could, but you got underneath my skin.”“I know, sweetheart.” I coax her to move forward. “Come here.”