Sarah povLeft completely alone, I struggle to tell reality and lie apart. The voice in my mind grows so strong and loud, no thoughts and songs can overpower it. I try to scream, to sing, to make sounds and everything that comes to mind, but nothing works. No matter how hard I try, it’s not backing down. Even when I plead with it to stop, to release me or find a compromise to coexist - it doesn’t agree to anything I offer. “Listen to me. Listen to me. Listen to me.” It repeats over and over again. I have no idea how, but the voice is managing to alter my understanding of reality - the scenarios it reads, the images it shows, I can’t fully process it all before the next round starts. The more information is piled on me, the more I struggle. Even breathing proves to be harder than it usually is. “Than, where are you? I need you, dad, please,” I force the words through gritted teeth and drop to my knees. My hands slide in my hair and tug on it, as if I need to rid myself of the hai
Felix povOkay, I might have underestimated how far those bloody shadow forests are. Seriously, it’s already getting dark and I feel like I have been walking for years. It doesn’t help that everything in this part of the forest is starting to merge into one, big mess. I can’t keep track of the times I already tripped on something and I keep doing the same nearly every two steps I take. “Lenox Vincent, where are you? Come here and grab your death tools, I’m tired,” I hiss under my breath but still push forward. If he is already there, doing whatever a crazy person does in the middle of a creepy forest, he needs me to get there as soon as possible. I’m not sure when I changed my opinion of him as someone I need to escape to someone I need to reach as fast as I can, but that doesn’t matter. What does is he can’t do without his tools, the same things I’m carrying around. After another time of nearly kissing the ground, I stop and lean against the tree to rest a little. The water is g
Lenox pov“You can’t be serious,” my sidekick gasps. “N-no, y-you just c-can’t,” he starts stuttering as his hand grabs my upper arm and he tries to pull me back. Too bad he doesn’t realise that his strength has nothing on me. No matter how much he tries to hold me back - he simply doesn’t have it in him to stop me. Ever. No army has stopped me before and I don’t plan on changing that. “I’ve made up my mind, my beautiful mutt. Come on, let’s go, we have no time to waste,” I flash him the weakest smile. Truth be told, I don’t want to do this. Really, I don’t. But, by putting my priorities where they really should be, I save them all. And then, the downside is that I’m willingly missing out on my daughter’s future. I won’t be there for her first word, first steps and first milestones. “Totally worth it for as long as we ensure she has a future.” Atlas grumbles. I can’t help but agree with him. “You crazy bastard!” My sidekick snarls. “How can you give up on everything you have? D
Lazarus povI have no idea how much time has passed and while I sit here, with a baby in my arms, I can’t help but feel completely fucking useless. My son is in a place I don’t trust. The baby I’m holding keeps sleeping as if she’s in a coma - no signs of life other than the obvious raising and falling of her tiny chest. My wife is locked away, parents do whatever the fuck they do and my brothers - I don’t even have any idea what is up with them both. How the fuck did we get stuck in this loop of madness? Another roar of thunder echoes around me, so I look up at the sky. Perhaps Alister is right - it really looks like the sky is raging because it demands something to be returned. Or, more precisely - someone. I pry my eyes off the sky and look back at the calmly sleeping baby. She’s a thing of beauty - perfection, no matter how long I look at her. Ophelia looks like a mix of Sarah and Lenox, in a way, as if mother nature gifted her the best parts from each parent. At one point, I
Luka povLeaving Sarah in the cell has to be close to the hardest thing I have ever had to do. The pleading look on her face, the desperation and sadness in her eyes paired with her words will forever haunt me. As I move through the halls, my mind instantly kicks into the right gear. First and foremost, I need to figure out how to fix this mess and then, we can move along with whatever has to be done next. Rounding the corner, I manage to run into the man she begged me to seek for - Than. “Luka? What are you doing here?” He asks, looking like he has just been caught red-handed, doing drugs or some shit. I raise an eyebrow and remain silent, waiting for an explanation to come, but that doesn’t happen so I groan and shake my head. “I was looking for you, actually.” Than tilts his head, obviously intrigued, “why?” If I wouldn’t be in such a hurry, I would use this moment to fuck around a little, but since we don’t have time for foolish behavior, I get straight to the point. “I went
Lazarus pov"I swear on whatever you hold dear; if you don't let me pass, I'll destroy everything I just swore on. Have you seen a man without purpose? Without a fucking soul? Have you? Because right now, you're standing between the sole reason for my existence, and unless you grow some damn brain cells, I'll let the hell break loose!" Lenox forces the words through gritted teeth as the nurse pales before him. All I can do is stand aside and watch in pure shock how my brother rages. As a matter of fact, Luka does the same thing. He stands next to me and gapes at Lenox. This has to be the rare time he's not joking around. If anything, he's so convincing that even I wouldn't dare to stand as firm as that woman does now. My eyes catch a slight movement and instantly follow it. Lenox reaches behind his back, and I prepare myself to jump in between if he's really planning to bring carnage upon the medical staff. His hand wraps around something hidden behind his back and stays there. "D
Sarah povThe pain isn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be, but this is just the beginning. Thank whatever blessed me with Seth because my mother-in-law sits next to me and holds onto my hand as if her life depended on it. As positive as I was about letting the triplets stay with me during the labour, my decision changed as soon as Lenox started dropping his remarks about me being split in half in order for our child to be born. And what's even worse is that both Lazarus and Luka stood aside, giggling like girls at every word that left their brothers' smart mouth. Perhaps the comments weren't the only thing that held me back from letting them stay in the room. The other thing is that I don't want them to see me in so much pain. All three of my men are extremely overprotective, so I can't let them end up in a situation where they're helpless. "You're doing so great, sweetheart. I'm proud of you. It won't be long until you meet your baby, and trust me, once you do, you'll und
Lenox povIs it normal to be this stressed? To feel this out of place and desperate that I’m ready to fall to my knees to get inside that room if nothing else works?I tried to bargain, bribe and threaten, but none of those approaches worked. What am I supposed to do now? I’ve never faced a situation that didn’t have an exit, especially when I used the three things that have always granted just that for me.“I fucking hate this!” I groan in annoyance right when demon dad steps aside. I get it, he’s trying to be supportive and ensure I don’t make the same mistakes, but sometimes he’s too much. Since he has joined the fatherhood rows thanks to our mom, the bastard thinks he has the right to play the daddy role as much as the rest of our fathers. I mean, he does, but doesn’t at the same time? Is this me talking, my annoyance, or is this the spoon mindset that keeps driving me closer to slitting throats? Oh, how I wish I could thrust the goddamn spoon into someone’s neck and watch life