LOGIN“G-.”“Sebastian Ace.” He corrected me rudely, interrupting me, and I just nodded, holding back the groan of frustration threatening to escape my throat.“Seems you two have already met, this should go well.” An older man whom I recognized to be the current vampire king spoke. “I am-”“King Lawrence DeLuca the 2nd.” I finished before he could, but unlike Sebastian, my tone was calm and polite. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”“The pleasure is all mine my princess.” He smiled, taking my lace glove-clad hand; he leaned forward and kissed the back. “I have heard quite a lot about you.”“So have I.” I managed to smile even though I was still in shock at the events unfolding before me.“Right, this is my godson and chosen successor Sebastian, but I’m sure you already know who he is.” He looked between us and we nodded.“Shall we sit?” I asked.“After you,” Sebastian spoke his voice sending chills down my spine.With a forced smile, I led the way to the middle of the garden, where a table wit
"You really weren't behind their disappearance, were you?" Lucinda finally spoke after a long period of silence."Would I be here trying to find her if I did?" I sighed."Ok, good then I might have some information that can help you."The second her mouth uttered that sentence I sat up and stared at her."Tell me." I spoke impatiently when she didn't speak even though I motioned her on."Don't tell anyone you heard this from me." She begins and I nod understanding why she would prefer remaining anonymous. "Earlier, I saw a huge man carry Cage and place him in the car.""Where was Rosalie?" I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion knowing how protective she was over him."She was hanging on another tall man's shoulder like a sack of potatoes and when he put her in the car before it drove off quickly." She stated."Did you recognize these me?" I press wanting to know more but to my dismay, she shakes her head no.
"Daddy?" Cage's small voice called snapping me out of my misery. "Hmm," I responded turning to look at my son standing near the wide open door. "I’ve been calling you.” He mumbled closing the door behind him, and when he got close enough, he asked. “Are you OK?" "Yeah." I nodded. I had been so consumed with all the mixed emotions I was experiencing I could barely hear anything, let alone my son. "Then why are your eyes looking red?" He frowned tilting his head to the side as though to get a better look at me. "I'm just tired, I've had a really long day." I sighed truthfully. It had been a long day and I was so glad it had finally come to an end. "Alpha stuff?" He quizzed and I smiled lifting him to sit on my lap. "Yeah." I nodded. "Have you had dinner yet?" "No." He shook his head. "Why? Did no one give you anything to eat?"
I couldn't stop thinking about those grey orbs; they looked too familiar, but I just couldn't put a finger on where I had seen them."Hey, are you even listening?" Shaun, my third in command, hissed, snapping me out of my thoughts and back to reality."Huh." I looked at him confused."Come on Dash, it's like the 3rd time we are going through this," Angelo growled."What?" I looked at him, still confused; I was oblivious as to what he was talking about."I swear I'm going screw your head, you idiot." He yelled."Mind your language and tone, beta Cross," I growled in my alpha voice, and he immediately bowed to show respect."I'm sorry alpha." He apologized."It's fine,” I told him, now feeling sort of guilty for having overreacted, but yet again, I blamed my wolf; he was an alpha, superior to all, and as such, he could never take being disrespected. “You can carry on with whatever plans you have made.""But-" Shaun began to protest, but I cut him off."I’m not paying attention to anythi
I couldn't stop thinking about those grey orbs; they looked too familiar, but I just couldn't put a finger on where I had seen them."Hey, are you even listening?" Shaun, my third in command, hissed, snapping me out of my thoughts and back to reality."Huh." I looked at him confused."Come on Dash, it's like the 3rd time we are going through this," Angelo growled."What?" I looked at him, still confused; I was oblivious as to what he was talking about."I swear I'm going screw your head, you idiot." He yelled."Mind your language and tone, beta Cross," I growled in my alpha voice, and he immediately bowed to show respect."I'm sorry alpha." He apologized."It's fine,” I told him, now feeling sort of guilty for having overreacted, but yet again, I blamed my wolf; he was an alpha, superior to all, and as such, he could never take being disrespected. “You can carry on with whatever plans you have made.""But-" Shaun began to protest, but I cut him off."I’m not paying attention to anythi
It had taken a few minutes after Lottie had cast her spell for my father to wake up and when he did, I spent over an hour crying, yelling and smacking him for putting us through so much and he just sat there taking everything and apologizing.“You know burying you wasn’t fun for any of us.” I frowned.“I’m sorry you had to go through that angel.” He sighed pulling me in for a hug. “It’ll never happen again, I promise.”“It better not because then I’ll kill and bury you myself.” I warned making him chuckled.“I won’t princess.” He kissed my forehead. “How’s you mum?”“She’s better now, happy even.” I smiled at the thought of how much progress my mother had made since my father’s “death”.“Is that so?” He raised an eyebrow.“Yeah, it was hard for her at first but she got better.” I answered. “Also grandchild did play a big role.”“Grandchildren?”“Yep, you King Dash Kingston are a grandfather now.” I smiled and his eyes went wide.“Emma had a baby?” His eyes watered as I nodded my head.
It’d been hours since I run away but the memory of the phantom pressure of Lucas’ fingers against my throat was still etched into my skin. I sat on the edge of the plush bed in Marcus’s house, my hands trembling so violently that the tea in the china cup rattled against the sauc
The click of my stilettos against the polished marble floor sounded like gunfire in the silent corridor. I kept my chin high, my spine a rigid line of defiance, and my gaze fixed forward. I didn’t look at the employees who paused their conversations to stare, nor did I acknowledge the whispers that
The TV was on, low volume, just noise filling the room. I wasn’t really watching or listening, I just lay on the couch of the studio apartment I had been secretly paying for behind everyone’s back, it was the only thing I had to my name, and I’d felt so guilty each time I removed a small portion of
My pulse thundered under my skin matching the rhythm of the loud music playing. I hadn’t done this in forever, hell even when I was still single and free, I’d only danced against strangers twice in my life, and even then it felt wrong, but for some reason dancing against this tall handsome British







