When I woke up, it was to a cold hand touching my arm. I sat up quickly, which was a mistake because the pain I felt in my shoulder was incredibly intense. I even yelped. In the space of a few seconds, the first thing I noticed was that my window was wide open, and that this time, I wasn’t dreaming because my vision was too clear. The next thing I noticed was that the hand closed around my arm was Felix’s. My eyes bulged. “What—”With a strength I never would have guessed that he possessed, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. He then started toward the door, where we went toward the stairs. The pain in my shoulder was beyond intense. “Where are you taking me!?” I demanded, but my voice wasn’t as loud as I intended, and it didn’t sound as aggressive as I wanted it to. No response came from him. I felt nauseous from the pain, and when I tried to use my legs to kick him or do anything to stop him, I felt even more pain. We were walking through the kitchen, which was da
“Fuck you,” I hissed at him. This made Cassius chuckle. I couldn’t understand why he was so amused. I added, “There’s nothing in the world that will make me help you. Go ahead and kill me now.”“How…valiant,” he said, staring up at the ceiling. I noticed right away that he didn’t look at all like Felix. Their facial structure was different, and Cassian was rougher around the edges. His features were much darker. “But I assure you, dying isn’t what anyone ever wants. It’s what everyone says they prefer, but I tend to find anyone who says such a thing a liar.”“I don’t care what you think. If that’s what it takes, then I’ll take it.”He eyed me intensely. I maintained eye contact. I wasn’t afraid of him. I wanted to show that clearly in case he wanted to get the wrong idea. I. Was. Not. Afraid. Of. Him. A small smile curved his lips, and I became convinced then that he was someone who loved challenges. Right now, I was a challenge to him. And that was further intensified by the fact
I didn’t know how much time had passed. I woke up covered in sweat. It was too hot in the room, and I felt like I couldn’t breathe. The pain in my neck was unbearable; I couldn’t move my head. I tried to lie on my side, but even that was impossible. “Shit,” I cursed.My mouth was so dry. The bedroom door was closed, and I didn’t hear anything. My guess was that they were probably in their coffins, sleeping the day away. I’d forgotten how to was to live among them. I’d grown so used to the sunlight. Now, I was back in the dark, and it both depressed and angered me. It wasn’t fair that they had to strip me of my rights. I made a choice, and they had no right to take it away from me. I didn’t want to participate in this stupid revenge plan of theirs. They were crazy to think that I’d turn against Xander, of all people. My mate. My companion. Being away from him confirmed my feelings for him. If I wasn’t sure of them before, I was absolutely sure now. I was heartbroken that we’d be
I woke to the sound of Xander's voice in my head. It was the most surreal experience ever, but I was beyond relieved. He said to me, "Jade? Jade? Can you hear me?""Yes," I practically shouted in my mind. "I'm here. God, I'm here.""Thank the goddess for that," he said in relief. "I'm outside this tall and abandoned building. Can you confirm that you're here?""I am," I replied before bringing my thoughts to an abrupt stop. Fuck. Felix was around here somewhere, and he could read thoughts. Or emotions. Or whatever it was he did. He'd know that I was communicating with Xander, and he'd be able to know exactly what the plan was if there happened to be one. I shot this information down the bond and waited for his response. He took a long time to respond. Perhaps he understood that he had to be careful about the things he said to me. Honestly, I didn't mind that the contact was severed. Knowing that he was nearby was more than enough for me. I missed him more than anything. It was n
Three days. That was how long it took for my fever to break. By the time it did, I felt weak beyond repair. I couldn't move, and the worst part was how empty I felt. I didn't feel the bond between Xander and me, and it had been days since I heard his voice in my head. Angie, or whatever the fuck her name was, had been right. My blood destroyed our bond. I asked the skies above whether I deserved this treatment. Didn't deserve so much pain and suffering for the crimes I had committed, even though I never meant to? I'd been used as a pawn from the very beginning, and I would continue to be used as one until further notice. Now that there was no bond between the two of us, what did that mean? Would he still come for me? Would he care?Or would he be terrified of what I was capable of?I'd almost forgotten what this whole Endorian witch thing meant, especially when I was with him. I didn't feel dangerous, and in my mind, I couldn't see how I could ever inflict harm on them. Whatever
My mind was a clouded mess and there was nothing I could do about it. Leon was creeping inside, and although I was totally aware of this, I couldn’t stop it. I felt him messing around in there, not with my thoughts exactly, but with my feelings, much like he had that night at his place, when I’d almost given in to his desires. This time, he wasn’t trying to make me sleep with him. He was convincing me to accept Cassian’s plan and destroy Xander’s pack. The worst part was that it was working. I was filled with anger that instead of being directed at them vampires, was directed at the werewolves, even when they hadn’t done anything wrong to me. He could only influence my feelings and not my thoughts, but honestly, it felt like it was the same thing. “Kill,” he said. I closed my eyes as a wave of pure rage crashed into me. I was only thinking about Xander now, and it was like I wanted to burn him down. Rip him apart. These feelings weren’t mine, but they flowed through me, leaving v
When the van stopped, that was when my nightmare began. This whole time, I was hoping that something would intervene and that I wouldn’t have to do such a horrible thing to the pack that literally saved my life. But it seemed I was wrong. Someone opened the door of the van, and Felix looked at me. He looked at me intently, and for a fraction of a second, I thought that he might help me. That he might put a stop to this madness and not make me do this. I realized that I was wrong when he looked away. I was dragged out of the van. This time, I resisted a little bit. I was already here, so there was no point in doing so, but it made me feel a little better. Knowing I was resisting made me feel like I was at least trying to fight, and that I didn’t gladly accept their plan. I wasn’t like them. “Now she puts up a fight,” Cassian said, shaking his head. “I don’t understand this girl of yours, brother. She’s too peculiar a person.”I was no match for Felix. I’d tried to plead with him
Cassian was enraged. “Brother?” he asked, tilting his head. He touched the side of his head, which was bleeding, and then wiped his blood on his pants. “I told you to stop,” Felix said, using the same voice he’d used earlier. “This isn’t going to continue. I’ve had enough.”“You’ve had enough?” Cassian asked in disbelief. “What about me, who spent centuries rotting inside a cage, starving to death? Do you think there’s such a thing as ‘enough’?”“I won’t let you use Jade,” he stated. “Our plan was different before. This would have all been done with her consent. But now, it’s done. It didn’t work. We should all move on.”Cassian paced back and forth, pointing a finger at Felix and then putting it back down. He was still holding me, and I had to admit that I felt very much safe standing next to him, and I knew that he wouldn’t let his brother put his hands on me again. He’d stopped it, and that was what mattered to me. “You’re choosing this whore over me?” he asked. “Is that what t