Carmine doesn’t seem very bothered on seeing me.Instead, she crosses her arms over her chest, “What?”“What did you give that woman?” I demand, coldly.She just smiles at me in a completely unbothered manner, “I don't know what you're talking about.”A snarl leaves my throat, frustration grabbing me by my throat, “Does it even matter to you that the man who was your father is dead? That someone murdered him in a brutal manner?”Carmine’s smile slips, “Don't talk about my father.”“Why not?” My tone is harsh. “We are here to find his killers and you don't seem to even care. All you are focused on is hindering our investigation and putting us in danger by your petty acts.”Carmine’s eyes glint, “I am doing what is best for me and my pack.”“Are you?” I demand. “Or are you sniffing around another woman’s man?”Carmine pauses at that and then her lips curve softly, “That’s it, isn’t it? You're being bitchy because Lucas isn't paying you any attention ever since
I whirl around to see a large group of masked men, running towards me.Two of them are holding bows and standing at the back of the group while the rest hole dangerous looking weapons. Their movements are fast and coordinated. I try to dodge their attacks as they move in silence, the only sound, the sound of the daggers and swords moving in the air.One of them ends at my heart and I quickly lift my hand, the dagger going straight through my palm. My scream is silent and as I try to push him back, one of the archers shoots at me and this time I am unable to avoid it.The arrow pierces right above my heart and I let out an agonised scream within my bond, for Lucas. Any other time, a cry for help like this would have garnered a fierce response. But this time, there’s nothing.Even if he's blocked his bond, he can still feel me. I know he can. It's something we've tried and tested. And as I keep fending for myself, trying to protect my unborn child, something inside me
Everything hurts.That is what I wake up to.A bone deep agony that is consuming me.When I open my eyes, I’m staring at an unfamiliar ceiling and I blink, feeling empty.This is a familiar numbness, one I thought I would never feel again.I seem to be laying in a bed.Turning my head to the side, I see a familiar figure sitting in the arm chair, half asleep.I stare at Lucas's profile.Has it really been more than a year? I don't know why but it feels like I’ve loved him for way longer. Which is why it feels right now like I’ve lost everything.The true mate bond which had once been my biggest security has now tuned into my own prison.Death would have been kinder, I muse to myself, idly.I shouldn’t have asked Kayla to save me.All the fight that had been inside of me has faded away and I feel like an empty husk right now.I can see Kayla sleeping on the couch on the other end of the room.Maybe I stir or maybe Lucas wasn’t really sleeping be
“Now that everyone is here,” I begin, my voice hoarse. “Let’s get to-““Wait,” Carmine says.When all eyes turn towards her, she pouts, “You didn’t answer my question.”I don't have to look at everyone to see the anger in their eyes. Even the people who are not from my pack have looks of disgust on their faces.I don't smile or get angry. Instead, I study her, "What are you doing here? I should ask that question. You are not allowed to be here.”“Don't be ridiculous, Sarah,” Lucas frowns. “We are here to -““I don't believe I was talking to you,” I meet his eyes. “Did I say so otherwise, she is going to jeopardize this mission and she's not allowed to be in the room. In fact, neither are you.”Lucas’s face darkens, “Hold up-““As of this moment, you have become a liability, Lucas,” I say, coldly. “I'm speaking as your Alpha, in case there are any misunderstandings. If you are warming her bed, then you cannot be trusted. Carmine has proven herself to deliberately
“How could you think I would poison you?” Lucas’s voice is unsteady.I shrug, “I wouldn’t put anything past you at this point. Either way, you are no longer in a position to tell me what to do.”“I was never in a-““Yes, well,” I straighten up. “I have things to get done. From now on, you can sleep in Carmine’s room. You are no longer welcome to my bed. You wanted to starve me of touch like Hunter did? I’m not as weak as I was then. I will do the same now. Carmine is welcome to you.”I can feel myself crumble even more but I hold my head high as I walk down the steps, my head held high.Whatever Kayla did to me last night to get rid of the poison, the phantom isn’t going away. I can feel the sharp agony with each step as if the healing is still taking place inside of me. I almost welcome the pain.It drives away the mental anguish that I’m forcing back with each breath. The letter that I had Clara write for me in in my pocket.I know it's a relatively s
I just want to know what kind of poisons I have been given. And if that means, I have to give Samantha sanctuary, I’ll do that. Considering her life here, she won’t be missing out on much.Later that night, I step into the woods, feeling weary and exhausted.And yet, I can feel that the poison is out of my system. I feel better. A part of me knows that it wasn’t Lucas who was poisoning me but after how he has been behaving, I don't know what to believe. Maybe he was wrong. Maybe he lied to me. Maybe if one mate of the true bond pair dies, the other has a way out rather than madness.Everything I know about the true bond mating is from him.Even putting that aside, I had known my previous fiancé for my entire life. I have trusted him and loved him and not once have I considered that he would stab me in the back the way he did. So why did I believe that Lucas wouldn't do the same?He's been in my life for barely over a year.My hands tremble as I think back to all t
He just gives me a patient smile, “How are you feeling?”I blink, stretching my neck a little, "Just a bump on the head but nothing serious. What are you-?”My question trails off when I see the bodies lying on the ground around me. They seem to be almost sleeping except for how pale and waxy their skin is.“Ah,” I move back from the one closest to me. “Did you-?”“I was a little peckish,” Malcolm shrugs. “I knocked them out before I fed from them. But I sadly had to kill them. They weren't very good people.”“I see,” I mutter, feeling dazed. “What are you doing here?” He shrugs, “Passing by. I've been hearing whispers so I was curious about this village. This seems to have been an odd infestation in the surrounding villages.”He seems almost amused and a little bit intrigued.“But you seem different from the last time we met, little one.”Now that I look at him, there is no hiding the age in his eyes.He is the first vampire, the original Sire. “Yes, w
“I know it sounds hard to believe," Malcolm says after a brief moment. "How do I not witnessed it myself, I would not have believed it either. But I watched that half-breed feed one of the mated pair the blood, and I watched as a transformation came over him. He went from threatening them for daring to touch his woman, to threatening her.”It would be so easy to believe him, to think that Lucas has just been under some spell, but I can't shake everything that has happened to me at his hands recently. Each and every incident is like a separate slash against my heart.I just want this whole nightmare to be over but even if something is done about it, the relationship between Lucas and I has been altered forever. The kind of scabs he has turn off from my previous wounds and the damage that he has wrought upon my heart, I don't think I'm capable of recovering from that again. A part of me has become broken forever.It is the girl that I locked in the cage that begs me to save him.