MasukZayne had placed his intentions clear! He is going to devour her. Can Kristine save herself from the mindless choice she is making? Do keep reading to find out how she will save herself- If she can.
ZAYNE’S POV******************To say I was shocked would be an understatement. An abysmal darkness had taken over my ability to think and react.Taking a step back from pure horror, I no longer knew what to believe. Was I living in ignorance all this time?“How… when…” At a loss of words, my steps stumbled and I fell onto the couch, hanging my head low.My hands were violently trembling. My lips were parted but they failed to form a proper sentence. “Edric knew I gave the order to assassinate his family.” Dorian took a pause, letting the words sink in.“So he decided to kill the woman I married… secretly.” “...You married her?” My voice came out like a shriek this time when hit by another shock. “When?” “On the very day of the attack.” A tear fell from my eyes, hiding my face in my hands. I found myself a failure as a brother. That was the information I should have known. But here I was, listening to secrets that never crossed my mind.“The news reached Edric. Hence the attac
A week.Seven days. One hundred and seventy five hours.Every passing second was mocking my sanity. I paced across the living room for the hundredth time, dragging a hand through my hair before turning around and repeating the same path all over again.“Zayne. I am your brother, Hello– No dammit.” She was alive.Carmine was alive.The thought still refused to settle inside my head.“Zayne. Carmine. Siblings. We. Together.” “She is not illiterate, Zayne.” Kristine's gentle voice interrupted my restless thoughts.“Right…” I exhaled, breathless, clutching my heart. “Right, right. Hello Carmine. I am…”“Your only brother. Zayne Nightwood.” Kristine completed my words for me, instructing me. “Your… only brother… Zayne.” The words rolled heavily on my tongue. For years, I had forgotten the sensation of it.“What if she doesn't come?” I muttered and began my pacing again.“What if something happens on the way? What if Dorian changes his mind? What if—”“Zayne.”She stood in front of me,
ZAYNE’S POV******************To say I was shocked would be an understatement. An abysmal darkness had taken over my ability to think and react.Taking a step back from pure horror, I no longer knew what to believe. Was I living in ignorance all this time?“How… when…” At a loss of words, my steps stumbled and I fell onto the couch, hanging my head low.My hands were violently trembling. My lips were parted but they failed to form a proper sentence. “Edric knew I gave the order to assassinate his family.” Dorian took a pause, letting the words sink in.“So he decided to kill the woman I married… secretly.” “...You married her?” My voice came out like a shriek this time when hit by another shock. “When?” “On the very day of the attack.” A tear fell from my eyes, hiding my face in my hands. I found myself a failure as a brother. That was the information I should have known. But here I was, listening to secrets that never crossed my mind.“The news reached Edric. Hence the attac
DORIAN’S POV******************“Carmine is alive. I hid her. Somewhere safe…” I swallowed the lump forming in my throat, my eyes locked on Zayne. “...As my bride.”Zayne was immobilized. His mind was unable to process the information.“Wh.. What? What are you saying, Dorian?” Kristine whispered, narrowing her eyes, searching for a lie. She shook her head in denial, a warning to not toy with her husband’s heart. She thought I was lying.“I am not lying, Kristine.” Curling my hand in a fist, I attempted to control my raging heart too. Waiting for Zayne to react first. Slowly, his numbness shattered into a feral fury. Breathless, almost devastated, he glared at me before grabbing me viciously by the lapels of my coat.“How dare you?!” He screamed, his mind no longer functioning properly.He slammed me back against the marble pillar, ignoring the groan of pain that escaped his own shattered shoulder. “How dare you hide my sister for three years?! And marry her?!” I didn't fight ba
EARLIER, 1 WEEK AFTER DORIAN WAS RELEASED FROM JAIL.???’s POV:*************I am married...But I don't know who my husband is. Sometimes, I believed it to be an illusion but the wedding ring kept me chained to reality.It was proof that somewhere out there… Someone once loved me enough to marry me.Or perhaps I loved him first.I didn't know.I didn't remember.The doctors called it retrograde amnesia. They said my memories might return in days... weeks... months...It had been three years.The memories? They were non-existent. I only know… I have a husband.Everything else is a blank page. Family? Friends? Parents? Siblings? No idea.“… Where are you…?” I whispered, staring at my reflection in the mirror.I wonder what my husband looked like? Was he tall? Handsome? Smile often? Gentle… Or was he the cold, silent type?What kind of work keeps him away for so long?Was he a businessman? A soldier? A traveler?What if we've already crossed paths on the street without realizing it
ZAYNE’S POV******************Dawn broke over the horizon. It was time to leave before her security—or worse, her brothers—realized I'd slipped into the estate. I thought sharing the sting would reduce my pain. But, it made me more miserable. “They threw me into the mud like a dead dog, Kristine,” My voice was hoarse, hanging my head low.By the time I finished recounting that night, I couldn't stop shaking.“That night, sitting in the freezing rain, watching those gates slam shut in my face…” My body went numb. Blood. Kieran's outstretched hand. The memories crashed over me all at once. “I realized I had no mother, no sister, no leader, and no brother… Dorian stripped me of everything, left me to rot, and walked away.”I slowly looked up at her with an intense stare. Kristine sat completely frozen on the bed. Her eyes were wide, brimming with tears, her face pale.She couldn't speak—the weight of my trauma was suffocating the room.I reached out, taking her chin and forcing he
KRISTINE’S POV*********************Though I was completely against it. My fury was at its peak yet for the sake of old ties, I agreed. I foolishly believed- at least save something.Maybe connecting with Delphi might help me overcome this sting. “Don’t back away from your words. Wouldn’t dare to
The weight of the keys in my hands was too much. The slightest perception of encasing Kristine like a prisoner was highly undesirable.But, she had left me with no choice. Gritting my teeth to control myself, I pushed the door opened. Strangely, the room was quiet with unsettling feelings. “Krist
The darkness didn't last long enough to let me settle and adjust to the agonizing reality thrown over my heart. Consciousness gave a way to a throbbing, relentless pressure behind my eyes. My body was numbed, my eyes heavy but I was in my senses.Suffocated by the scent. The fragrance made for him
Earlier:Viper Estate.A place overflowing with opulence and vintage treasure, Emeric Herald, in his immaculate form, was sitting in his expensive couch.“Hmm. What should I do to clean this up?” Emeric murmured.His gaze tracing the photos of the safehouses that Zayne was going to crumble into not





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