Anders had waited patiently hidden in the woods for Alice and her guards to leave Inga's house and to return through the woods back to the castle. The poisoned arrow was ready to aim directly at her unsuspecting heart.
His revenge on the Schatten would be the greatest reward, after all the Elders has done to his family. The bitterness that he carried in his heart would last forever. Why should he pay the price for the sins of his father?
Since he suffered on account of his father's sins, then Matthais would suffer too for the deeds of the Elders.
That said, Anders wouldn't do any of the dirty work, he would leave that to the foot soldiers, safely hidden in place as well.
He heard the little party approaching and as he took in Alice's beauty, for a fleeting second, he felt a pang of remorse about what they were about to do. He let his mind wander and wondered if he should turn Alice for himself.
Wouldn't that be
Matthais silently pleaded with her, 'Please don't go! Don't take off on me!' He was so afraid that he would lose her forever. How could she even fathom that he would be destroyed? His soul would be so fractured and broken that he would not be long for the netherworld. He just couldn't live without her and he tried to tell her that with just the depth of pain in his eyes. Before he could react, she faded again and flew around the room several times. He sensed that she was filled with pure adrenaline and not hatred as she landed on the marble slab, and stood in all of her glory. In her excitement, she shouted, "Ta da!" and she laughed! Emma was lost in her moment! Flying was beyond her imagination and this was, ... what to say - unexplainable, shocking, awesome, crazy, freeing,.... She could go on forever.... His heart melted as he saw her still there. She hadn't run away.
Matthias looked at Emma, and cast to her to shift so they could both return to the vault. "NOW!" He cast anxiously, as he watched her hesitate. It took time for him to calm her down before she was willing to shift back into the vault, but the chaos of the security forces scared her back to safety. "What's going on?" She questioned in anger. "The Toten are here to wreak havoc on your turning. They know you are weak and we are preoccupied with your turning. Or at least they think we are because it been almost 1,000 years since I turned someone to be my mate." She let the 1,000 year reference hang in the air for now and the fact the he turned someone else. She wasn't his first. What was she thinking 1,000 years, how could she be his first? She wanted to laugh, thinking about how shallow modern relationships are, then she heard Matthias clearing his throat. She turned beet red as she realiz
Emma was mortified with her appearance and Matthias sensed her concern. Taking off his jacket, he wrapped it around her, hiding her nakedness under her shift.Kissing the tip of her nose, he whispered, "You're mine and only mine. No one would dare even look at you."Frowning, she took his hand and begrudgingly walked up the hidden staircase into his brother's office, for the only entrance to the vault was through the security wing of the castle.Entering James' office, they found him sitting there with his mate Katja. James was sitting there, with broken leg and bruises that were healing rapidly.The for of them needed to discuss current security concerns based on the latest Toten attack.Matthias and James looked like they had been raked over the coals. Ripped clothes, blood splatter, dirt rubbed in their clothes and on their faces, mud in their hair.Emma had been in the same clothes since the turning and was
She felt his presence next to her and her mind was wandering all over the place. Needing to come to grips with the fact that she could never see her family again and everything that she had worked so hard for at her job, well...he stole that life from her. Damn the mating bond. How could it be so strong that even if she wanted to hate him, she couldn't? She was tethered to him and couldn't resist her desires for him. It was as if they were truly one. To hate him would be to hate herself. A tear formed in the corner of her eye as she brushed it away, it caused Matthais to stir, ever so slightly. Not wanting to wake him, she froze into a statue, not moving an inch. She needed this alone time to process and think how to move forward. She couldn't leave him and go back to her old life for the changes in her body were too drastic. Emma was fracture
During the battle with the Schatten Anders was so confident that they had the upper hand but he should have known better. Guns are just a distraction when fighting them, because they heal so fast. They also got in the way and he took too much time messing with the gun, loading and shooting to pay enough attention to his whereabouts. That's how he ended up in this damn circle of containment, by not paying attention to his surroundings. Old magic! Only the ancient Schatten understand how to make them and have the binding strength to keep a Schatten or a Toten contained in one. They must have been created by James or Matthias as the Elders have not been to Castle Steinholz in many years. The girls turning would bring them but he will be dead long before her welcoming ceremony. Fear was starting to set in as he thought about what they will do to him. They would torture him before they
As they entered the woods she felt a darkness come over her. Matthias sensed it too and cast out danger warnings to the security council members with them. Katja was just ahead with James when the fighting broke out. Emma saw Katja push a young girl backwards and when the girl got up she was stuck within some type of force field. Matthias cast her the words 'circle of containment' but she had no context and as she was thinking about what it meant, she was thrown to the ground as he landed on her with a heavy thump. The wind was knocked out of her. She thought she broke a rib or something; she heard a snap and felt a searing pain. Oh he'd feel guilty about this. It was a good thing that he got her to the ground in time as arrows flew over head. Before they could get up, two more arrows flew by then Daan appeared with another guard to defend them. Daan motioned silently that t
His secrets revealed. The depth of his depravity unearthed. He was turning into pure, dark evil and he would stop at nothing to get revenge on Anders and his people. Death wasn't enough. He didn't want to just kill them and send them to the netherworld. What fun would that be? No, they needed to live long, difficult and miserable lives. He could banish them, and their souls would be fractured. Then he wouldn't see them hurting and wandering around lost. No! No! He needed to make them pay for their crimes. Their punishment should be one of loss and disappointment, never acheiving their desires. Never reaching their dreams. Theirs would result from a slow loss of power. Stability. They wouldn't be able to stop it because they wouldn't know it was happening until it was too late. That would be
When Daan kissed Janna, she felt a thousand emotions bearing down on her soul. She was forever separated from the Toten and her brothers. That pain cut like a knife through her heart. Unbearable! Then, there was the searing pain of the turning. She remembered taking Daan's blood and the binding started. They transported her into the castle once she was placed in a deep sleep, to hide her screams from Anders. Janna would not require days to turn like Emma, but they still took her to the turning room and placed her on the marble slab, where she was restless. Her body was fading in and out as she continued to change. Daan watched from the corners of the room, questioning if his decision was the right one or not. But fate gave her to him... After several hours, her eyes shot wide open and she panicked, Anders was dead!!!! What the ...? Janna screa