It's been three days since Aria was taken and each day my heart hurts more and more, my heart feels like it’s being torn from my chest, I've tried reaching her but I get nothing, nada, and it's becoming a war in my head, I want to snap, to fight, to tear the world apart until I find her, but I know it will do no good if I can not think clearly. Each minute I'm fighting my dragon for control, his need for his mate growing more and more as the time passes and he is becoming just as restless as me. I can see the same war playing out on Darian’s face, we're like a mirror image in this exact moment, eyes flashing, teeth bared on the knife-edge of the abyss that lies below, we need to find her and we need to find her now. Sitting in our father’s office waiting for the list of those men who knew about the new surveillance systems that we had installed, we have a rat among us and they helped Eli take Aria from us. Darian’s knee is bouncing up and down and with a hard look on
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