Ally’s POVWhite blond hair, pale blue eyes.Roderick King was every woman's dream.Except he wasn't mine. "I am so sorry about your father, Ally. I assure you that we are doing everything we can to get to the bottom of this issue. It threatens the very peaceful coexistence that we want." Hands grasped mine, attempting to be soothing. And I remembered his words 'Tap into that grief, bella. Let it take over your body, your mind. Feed the anger and let the waterworks flow. Just let it flow.' ______________________________________________Dark hair, eyes the deepest shade of blue and gray.Aiden Thorne was supposed to be every woman's nightmare.But he was my dream. Except right now, he was real and holding me against the wall, his pupils dilating as my heart beat frantically."Don't scream, bella. It's only me."I hated it. I hated that he could compel me.I hated how powerless he made me feel.But my body and mind were different entities.And my body, clad in nothing but a bathr
"If mama really loved us, why didn't she accept the turn? Why didn't she want to be like daddy? Like us?""Mama would not have survived the turn, Ally. You know how some people don't survive the turn, right?" "Yes. But why did she and papa get married if she was going to still leave?""They were different and yet they loved each other and together, brought us to this world. It's called love, spitfire.""Someday, when I'm older, I'm going to love someone like me so that we won't leave each other.""You do that, spitfire. You do that."Conversation between Kara and Ally, on the first anniversary of their mother, Camille's death. ______________________________________________Ally’s POVI was standing in the woods. No, it was larger than that. A forest. The last thing I expected was to come out of the lake I'd dived into only minutes before and find myself on a shore completely different from the one that surrounded Aten's Lake. I would've needed to pinch myself to be sure I wasn't
Aiden’s POVIt took me several minutes to realize that I wasn't conscious. Because here I was, standing in my bedroom, in the middle of my childhood home. A house that'd been spelled and burned to the ground with my mother and sister and some of our kin trapped inside by witches that we'd underestimated and trusted during the Great Purge. Witches who'd sided with the werewolves in secret with plans to wipe out vampires forever for good. I walked over to the balcony where I'd spent years fawning over the Thorne coterie and fought the urge to flinch as I came upon the community, looking exactly as it was before the evil that was the war. Living in our own town, spelled to look like a forest of trees to the human eyes who passed by or through it like all other supernatural communities, the Thorne coterie was a community of buildings and families of vampires. Both pure blooded and turned. Led by my father, my uncle Jacob and his trusted men, we'd thrived.Maybe in truth, vampires deser
Ally’s POV"It shouldn't hurt you. Nothing should. Not when it can hurt me."No hidden sexual innuendos. No teasing remark. Nothing in those words should've made my heart skip the way it did. And then he'd looked at me, his gaze had moved to the exposed skin of my neck lazily, like he had all the time in the world, like he'd put his mouth-I blinked when he stepped out of the room where the bath was, fully dressed for the dinner we were about to have with the Fae Queen. Clothes had been brought for us, because apparently we couldn't go to see the Queen without looking decent. He was wearing a long sleeved navy tunic and matching color of pants, his feet in a pair of black sandals. I'd changed from the woolen dress I'd been given earlier into a sleeveless wine floor length silk dress, my chocolate curls in a loose braid, my shoulders exposed. I would've preferred pants and a top, but the Fae maid who'd brought the dress had paled, saying only women who were soldiers wore 'men's' clothe
ALLY’s POVWhen I opened my eyes, I realized that I was back in the King Pack. In the guest bedroom I'd been staying in before sneaking out with Aiden to the Lake of Aten. I was wearing the dress I'd worn to leave the room and when I looked out the window, the streams of daylight pouring into the bedroom made me aware that it was well past dawn. Aiden was nowhere in sight. Had I really seen Fae? Did the wolves not wonder where I was and why I didn't come out of my room the whole time? What if they'd entered the room and I wasn't here? I shuffled into a sitting position, finally glancing at where my left hand was fisted. When I opened it, right on top of the scar where I'd cut my palm open for the blood oath to the queen, lay a stone. There was nothing remarkable about it. The size of a child's fist, white as snow, looking like any other regular stone. Moonstone. So this was one of the few sacred stones that helped our ancestors to channel the energy of the moon in order to commun
"A beautiful man indeed. Beautiful and talented and powerful, but cold. Too cold. Frost. A rather fitting name for a predator that doesn't need to breathe before you know you need to run the other way."Diary entry of Renee Fall about Aiden Thorne (2015) ______________________________________________ALLY’s POV"You're bluffing." I turned sideways to see Aiden giving me a look that wasn't happy about the fact that my eyes had left the road for the hundredth time since he'd begrudgingly agreed to let me drive the rest of the journey to the guesthouse where Caleb and Tamara were waiting for us.Aiden had contacted Tamara with a phone that I didn't even know was in the console of the car that we were fine and on our way to meet them at the house she was in. Caleb had begrudgingly moved out of the inn we shared into Tamara's property, because he'd wanted to keep an eye for her. Total bullshit, if I knew my friend. Caleb hated solitariness. The reason why our friendship had worked out desp
"Wolves are territorial, aggressive and easily provoked. These attributes become triple fold when they see someone or something as their own. Wolves do not like to share."Excerpt from "Understanding the Wolf" by Dr Jael Walker (Rocca pack doctor)______________________________________________Ally’s POVRenee Fall. Tall, pale, slender and the kind of beautiful that kept getting better with each critical look. Hair that was the same colour as mine until I saw her ebony hair roots. Dark brown eyes that were currently assessing Aiden like he was a masterpiece at an art exhibition. It took all of two seconds of meeting her to dislike her. It didn't help when she walked up to Aiden and stood on her toes to place a kiss on his cheek. My body shifted away from Aiden's as if I'd been burned. Walking to where Caleb stood, I bumped shoulders with him. "What's up?"He glanced at me, his brows furrowing as he took a sniff and frowned. "I can smell him on you." Of course, you can, I wante
"I want us to promise each other something, broccoli.""Hmmmm?""No secrets. We tell each other everything.""Really, Caleb? You didn't tell me when you were dating Sheila.""And you burnt my favorite pair of jeans for it. We're even. Now, promise me. There'll be no secrets between us, deal?""Deal."Caleb (16) to Ally (15)______________________________________________Ally’s POVSecrets. My family had fallen apart because of my secret. My mother had spent her life trying to hide my secret. Even on her deathbed, the last words she'd spoken to me were in Italian. "You must never let anyone find out, my little red." I didn't have red hair, my favorite color was not red, but I'd always loved it when mama called me that. Did she know more than she let on? Had she taken more secrets to her grave?Did my sister know more than she let on too? If she'd been alive to find out what my kind was doing, would she have still given her life for me?Was my father suffering right now because of
Dahlia’s POVIt'd been weeks since she disappeared. The local news had reported an explosion in the mountainous uninhabited area of Yukon and there was a hole in the ice. Nothing had been found. No bodies. No castle. Nothing but ashes in the snow. Aiden and Caleb were found in the woods in Fairfield by the Reyes vampires, barely conscious and agony written over their faces as they struggled to accept the reality of what Allyson had done. Post explosion, more rogues and black witches had been caught and killed thanks to the information Renee had given Caleb, the whereabouts of Ian Sinclair, the only known hybrid a mystery after he'd spoken to Caleb who'd shakily passed along a message from his dead friend, Renee. The last time I'd spoken to him, he'd been cold and distant, muttering 'I shouldn't have promised her.'Aiden Thorne had disappeared, his whereabouts known only by his cousin Tamara who looked grim anytime I asked about his state. Along with instructions to find the safe,
Ally’s POVThe last person I expected to see when I opened my eyes was sitting in front of me. Hale and hearty. Caleb. My best friend. My best friend who'd told me he was in love with me. My best friend who'd let them take me. I shifted away from him almost immediately and he looked hurt. "Allyson, look–""No, Caleb, you look." I showed him my cuffed hands and he winced. "They said it was to stop you from hurting yourself. All the times I came to see you, you were unconscious.""Because they were drugging me, Caleb. I don't even understand. I feel like I don't know you anymore. How could you have betrayed me like that?"His face turned to the side like I'd slapped him. I wished I did. "Betrayed you? You think I did this because I wanted to betray you? Why would even believe that?" "So, what the hell happened?" "The day I picked up Renee from the airport, she said something about helping us in whatever way she could and when I questioned it, she said she didn't do it for me. Tha
ALLY’s POV"Wake up, lovebirds." The sound of glasses clinking together made me force my eyes open despite the throbbing headache and blurry vision. I was tied to a chair that was turned sideways, placing me in direct line of sight of Aiden's barely conscious form tied to another chair. "It makes me sad to keep you both sedated but that is the way it must be, we can't have this one–" Dorothea Marin finally appeared in my line of vision as she walked towards Aiden, lifting his face up and placing a soft kiss on his mouth. Biting her lip with his fang, Aiden opened his eyes and glared at her, seemingly forgetting that hurting her would hurt me. She smiled, cupped his jaw and turned his head until he was looking in my direction to see the cut on my bottom lip where he'd bitten her slowly close up. His eyes were hazy, the grey of his blue-grey eyes seemingly vanished beneath the blue that looked even darker as the light from the fireplace illuminated his face. "What did you do to him
ALLY’S POVI'd counted the number of people I'd walked past as Dorothy led me through the corridors of what she called 'The Love Castle'. Twenty. Rogue vampires and wolves. And witches. I didn't recognize any of them. They seemed to know who I was and some lingered to stare at me before resuming on their way. Apparently, I was the only one who'd done something to deserve being in chains. After the revelation that Aiden was coming here, I'd shoved all of her supposed truths to the back of my mind. I was in denial. It was either that or believe all that she'd said when I was still finding it very difficult to wrap my head around what Renee Falls had revealed to me. Everyone around me seemed to have some shocking revelation whenever I was present. There was a scar on my right palm from where a witch who'd claimed to be blood of my blood had sliced me open. I assumed if I was crazy enough to believe Dorothy, it meant she was a Marin witch too. She'd done the same thing to Dorothea an
"There's been an attack, Aiden.""Where?" "Quebec. Rogue sightings. Uncle says his people have it under control. It seems the Gomez pack and the Benets are also having disagreements. Territory related." "The Alpha of the Gomez Pack is Grayson. Is it not?" "What are you thinking?" "Distractions. Distractions from the real plan, Tamara. If the factions are too busy fighting others–""No one will be as interested in the hybrids that are supposed to be myth."______________________________________________ALLY’s POVI'd spent most of my life dealing with involuntary unconsciousness after every fire incident. My ability crippled me, controlled me without my will. It was no wonder why I hated being forced into doing things I didn't want to do. Like being injected into unconsciousness. And being forced out of said unconsciousness. I should've been hysterical after everything that happened with Renee. I should've started the hysteria the moment I walked into a lake and came out in the hi
ALLY’s POV"Trust not the woman with hair of fire and blood as like that which runs through your veins.""Child of moon and fire.""Wake up, sister. Wake up." The instant I opened my eyes, I knew I wasn't alone. I was chained to a bed, silver cuffs holding my hands to the headboard. I was dizzy, nauseous and my vision was blurry but I could make out the shape of the woman standing by the window, with her back to me wearing a red cloak. Sniffing, my blood ran cold. Vampire. Not Tamara. The memories of the last thing that happened before I lost consciousness hit me like an arrow to the heart. Caleb had betrayed me. I shook my head, trying to believe that wasn't the case, trying to see it from his point of view.Whoever fed him those lies, that's who was to blame, right? I was sure that he'd believed he was doing it for my own good. After all, I needed whomever had the Deanton to break the curse and I needed the blood of a Marin witch. They had two of the elements, I had two. The moo
If you're reading this, it means that you finally opened the locket, my love. My prognosis is bad and I'm afraid that I don't have much time left to wait till you've come of age. I'm so sorry that I hid the truth from you for such a long time but it was the best I could do, that we could do to protect you. To make sure you stayed alive. If you've not already figured this out, I'll tell you. Christian and I are not your biological parents. I never got a chance to meet your father but your mother was the sweetest person there was and no, she didn't abandon you. She needed a place to hide you from some really bad people that wanted to take you because you were special and different. Like your real father was. She took her last breath after cradling you in her arms. I'm sorry that I couldn't save her like she saved Kara's life all those years ago, but I promised to protect you and love you like my own till fate came for you. Please know this, neither of us knew what exactly your fate was
"Dahlia, there is something you must do for me, please." "Anything, Allyson.""There is a place in London that I need you to check. A safe. Retrieve the contents and keep it safe. I'll come to you for it.""Send me the coordinates. I'll see to it personally.""Thank you.""And Allyson? Whatever you do, you must not let yourself be manipulated. Remember what Ariel said.""You saw something, didn't you?""It's close. Trust your gut."______________________________________________Ally’s POVI'd asked Aiden to bring me to the place where I'd almost been taken. It was a park situated not too far from where the festival had happened that night. Remembering nothing, I'd turned to leave but he'd held my hand and now we were sitting on a bench, watching the sunset. "Where'd you apply to? For college." Not allowing my surprise that he'd chosen to fill the silence with a random question show, I took a deep breath and answered as honestly as I could. It was the least I could do since I was pl
Tamara’s POV"When do you think we should go in?" I asked Aiden. For someone who'd just heard that the lover he'd tried to kill had instead lived, he looked better than most, his hands clasped as his face remained calm. The forever apathetic mask. We were sitting in the coffee shop opposite the house, after returning from Curt Reyes' home. Neither them nor the king wolves had found any trail that would lead us to locating the Marin witches. And now that we knew they were making use of portals, that changed a lot of things. According to the witch order, the Marin witches stopped existing after majority of them were killed after the Great Purge. Unsaid were the words, by a certain A-telekinetic. Said telekinetic that looked like he'd been about to drop dead after hearing that he'd failed in carrying out his revenge. "They need some time to talk without worrying about us hearing them." He answered, referring to Allyson and Caleb. "How did you know all of those things that you and Ally