Skyla POV I knew Allana was lying to us when she said Lisha and Tyler were dead; if Xavier had listened to me, he would be here now and would finally know his sister was alive. Allana always avoided my questions regarding Lisha and Tyler; everything I heard about Allana and Cassandra must be true; why else would she keep Lisha’s and Tyler's whereabouts a secret? I hug Lisha tightly and follow her into the cave expecting to see Tyler; when I realize he isn't there, I ask, “Where’s Tyler?” Lisha shakes her head slowly as she says, “I don't know, Skyla.” I look at Lisha in disbelief and ask, “What do you mean you don't know?” She sinks slowly into the chair, wrapping her arms around her stomach; her eyes glisten with tears as she answers. “After the attack on the village, we were taken to the werewolf realm; a couple of days ago, there was an uprising; Sharna and Lilly helped me escape with Tyler's son.” There are two she-wolves asleep on the floor near the bed; I walk toward
Xavier POV Skyla and I shouldn't be able to mind-link each other, but we can; I have put it down to us both having Fae's blood. Don't get me wrong, being born a vampire has its perks, but being a hybrid makes me much more powerful. I am stronger than any vampire in our realm; my father didn't realize what he had created until it was too late. When my father attacked Skyla, and I heard her screaming in fear, I lost it; my father's addiction to Fae blood was his undoing. I still don't feel remorse for killing the bastard; my only regret is that I didn't prolong his agony by torturing him. When the elders saw how easily I defeated him, no other vampire was courageous enough to challenge me. It took much less time to restore order in my realm than I thought it would. I rake my fingers through my hair, watching Skyla chatting amicably with Allana. Something is up; Skyla always makes herself scarce when Allana is in our realm. Skyla and I watch as Allana leaves the castle grounds. Once Al
Tyler POV It was clear to me that we couldn't win this fight. Theo had too many wolves backing him; as soon as I saw Damian fall, I ran to my chambers to try and get Jasmine and Asher to safety. I thought none of Theo's wolves had made it deep inside the castle; as soon as I opened the door, I realized I was so wrong. The rich coppery tang of blood filled my senses; what was left of Jasmine was scattered across the room; the bastards had torn her apart. I don't have time to grieve for her; I need to find my son. I searched our chambers, looking for Asher; he was nowhere to be found; rage like I had never experienced before ran through my body, causing it to shake. I knew I had to remain calm if I had any hopes of finding him; I didn't realize I was kneeling beside his cot until I looked at my hands. I was clutching his blanket against my chest; I couldn't stop the tears running down my face. The same thought kept playing on rewind inside my head, ‘who had my boy? Where could they have
Lisha POV The first things I noticed when I entered the library were the comfortable sofas in front of the fire, the smoke from the flames dancing on the wood, and the dusty smell of ancient books. Sunlight streamed through the window, and dust particles floated in the air. The room was lit with oil lamps strategically placed beside shelves filled with hundreds of books. A calm, comfortable feeling settled inside me; I could lock myself away in here for days and lose myself inside the pages of a book, leaving all my troubles behind me. I promise myself I will do just that one day in the near future, but I have plans to make right now. I reach out and caress the binding on the book closest to me, jumping when Skyla hooks her arm through mine and whispers, “I love this room; when Xavier first brought me here, I used to get lost in here for days.” Xavier is standing by the window. He turns when he hears Skyla’s voice; I incline my head slightly before sinking into one of the sofas. Sk
Tyler POV I don't know how long I have slept; dreams have haunted my sleep all morning. I kept seeing Jasmine's body strewn across the floor of our chambers. Now and then, Asher's face would cloud my vision; his sweet face was always blurred, I would put my arms out to hold him, but he was always just out of my reach. Sweat has soaked through my clothes, making them cling to me. My skin feels like insects are crawling all over me; my mind is restless. There's no way I will get any more sleep today. The sounds of my wolves snoring bounce off the cave walls. I tilt my head to one side when I hear water trickling down the cave wall; I walk toward the sound and notice a small hollow on the ground. I bend, cupping my hands together, and dip them into the water. The water is ice cold; I take a hesitant sip; it has a slightly metallic taste, but other than that, it's okay. I drink my fill and wash my face trying to clear my head. Then make my way to the threshold of the cave; it's mid-aftern
Lisha POV As soon as my feet touch the ground, I open my eyes; and snarl, turning toward Xavier; why are we back in the vampire realm? Blood pounds in my head; I clench my teeth in anger; my arms shake as I lift my hands, placing them against Xavier's chest and push him; he stumbles backward, holding his hands in the air when I scream, “What the fuck, Xavier? You were supposed to help me find Tyler?” He pisses me off further when he says, “Calm down, Lisha.” I growl; I fucking hate it when anyone tells me to calm down; something inside me snaps, and I stalk toward him. There’s a red haze surrounding Xavier, I don't know if it's just because I am angry, but all I can focus on is hurting him like I am hurting; I feel betrayed; we didn't even look for Tyler. Xavier keeps backing away from me, I can see his mouth moving, but because of the ringing in my ears, I can't hear him. When I am about to lunge at him, someone grabs me from behind; I struggle, trying to get out of their gras
Skyla POV I know Xavier will be angry when I return, but any information I can find out about what's going on in the other realms will benefit us. The Seelie are strong, well trained, and very fast; the adrenaline that pumps inside me when I hunt them is addictive. I love the challenge they give me; I can get so close before they know I am there; werewolves and vampires are more similar than we would like to admit. Both our species enjoy hunting down and killing our prey. I glide through the forest unnoticed, much closer to the Seelie border than I usually would be. A flash of movement disturbing the air near the border; catches my eye; I move back into the shadows and watch as Allana materializes. I can tell by the way Allana briskly walks toward the Seelie's border that she is agitated and distracted. I lean forward, trying to get a closer look at the woman approaching Allana; her long white hair flows gently in the breeze. My breath hitches in my throat when I realize it’s the See
Allana POV I clench my teeth so hard that it feels like my jaw is about to break. It took all my willpower not to kill that stupid sister of mine. How dare she question me? If it weren't for me, the bitch would still be a nothing, a nobody; it's because of me that she wears the Seelie crown. I don't know how often the same thought has run through my mind over the years.’I should have drowned the bitch at birth’ she is nothing but a self-important, self-entitled spoiled bitch, who only thinks of herself and what she wants. Laughter bursts from my throat; if I said that to anyone who was alive when Cassandra and I were young, they would think I was talking about myself. I need to refocus on the task at hand; Cassandra is correct in one aspect. If you want something done right, you are better off doing it yourself. I am still chuckling when I teleport to the werewolf realm and wait for the wolves I know will be patrolling the border. It's not long before I hear their paws striking the