Please bear with the narrative. 💬 I love writing strong female leads 💪, but we also have to be realistic—Natalie is still human for now. 🧍♀️✨ We can’t expect her to take on supernatural beings just yet (and honestly, where’s the fun if everything happens too fast?) 😄 Thank you all for your understanding and continued support! 💖📖
Dimitri“I see…” I said slowly. “Then I’ll speak with Lancly. We’ll find the best way to put him to sleep. We can’t move on Dragomir until we’ve figured that part out. And it means we’ll have to wake some of the elders, have the numbers for the ceremony.”I forced myself to think past the fear and the weight of what Adrian had just revealed. Practicality first. Survival first.Adrian gave a single, silent nod, and that was the end of the conversation.We picked up our pace, the wind cutting cold around us. When we reached the mansion, the scene stopped me cold.Lancly’s face was tight with fury. Carson stood off to the side, still as stone.“They didn’t go in,” Lancly said.“What happened?” I asked, scanning the grounds.“Ethan attacked the mansion,” Lancly said grimly. “Lucian said it was a fight they weren’t prepared for.”My eyes narrowed. “Why…”Then I turned to Adrian. “Isn’t Ethan your Dhampir?”“Yes,” I admitted, “but he’s also Michael’s driver and bodyguard. We assign Dhampirs
DimitriWe touched down in Hawkshire a little after two.All the way back, my thoughts kept circling Charles, how satisfying it would be to get my hands on him. The names Adrian needed would be easy enough to pry from him, and cleaning out every last traitor on that list would be even easier.At the hangar, Lancly and Carson went ahead with Charles, while I hung back with Adrian. The walk to the mansion wasn’t far at our speed, but with the way Lancly and Carson were moving, they were in no rush. They were even talking about things that had nothing to do with the mission, laughing, like this was a stroll in the park instead of a matter of life and death. It seemed the two of them were actually becoming friends.“Adrian,” I called once we had some distance from the others.“Yes?” His voice was clipped, his focus elsewhere. I could tell he wanted to get home.“Why aren’t we making plans to rescue Brian?” I asked.That stopped him. He turned to face me fully, studying me like he was weig
Natalie “Mom,” I said, and my voice cracked. The pressure in my chest was almost unbearable. Tears were already threatening, but I had to get the words out. “They weren’t curing your cancer,” I whispered. She blinked at me, confusion tightening her brow. “They were… experimenting on you,” I said slowly, each word like a stone in my mouth. “An illegal, unapproved experiment. And I believe Uncle Michael signed you up for it, on purpose, as his ‘contribution’ to their cause.” Her eyes widened, a flicker of fear breaking through her composure. I reached for her hand, gripping it tight, my tears finally spilling over. “I love you, Mom. I won’t be angry with you no matter what you decide to do… but I need you to know that no matter what happens, I’ll be here. We can get through this, together. We have help now. But please… please don’t shut down on me. Don’t freak out.” Because deep down, I was terrified. Terrified she might choose death over what was coming. That they’d have to take
Natalie“You and Natalie are here,” Margaret said. “Has anyone attacked you?”My mother shook her head.“Do you know the people who attacked you?” Alexei asked, his tone direct, as though he wanted the conversation done and over with.I couldn’t blame him. He only had the night to spend with his mate, and if I were him, I wouldn’t be wasting it on anyone else, not even for a meeting like this.“I don’t know,” my mother said. “Like I told you, she asked to use my toilet and then all hell broke loose. They came at me…” Her voice faltered, her eyes drifting somewhere else, reliving it.“Do you know them? Are they your people?” she asked Alexei.He shook his head. “They aren’t mine. I don’t know them. But I was glad my son had his assistant watching your house, it could have been much worse. They could have killed you.”The words hung in the air, heavy and cold. Alexei didn’t sugarcoat, didn’t soften. No filter at all. Centuries must have stripped away any need for polite cushioning.I di
NatalieGoing to the dinner without Adrian weighed on me. It wasn’t just the idea of sitting in a room with Lady Margaret and Lord Alexei, it was my mother. Her reaction. The moment the truth might land. Would she go still, retreat inward? Or would she break down in a way I wouldn’t be able to fix?I didn’t know.And I wasn’t eager to find out.But there was no avoiding it.I chose something simple, black dress, soft fabric, nothing that would draw more attention than necessary, and followed the maid who came to fetch me. Her quiet steps echoed in the hall, and every one of mine felt heavier than the last.When we reached the lounge, the first thing I noticed was Lord Alexei. Regal, composed, an unreadable presence in the corner. Across from him, Lady Margaret sat with my mother. They were talking easily, the low murmur of their voices blending with the faint clink of porcelain and the soft crackle from the fireplace.My mother didn’t look apprehensive like she had when she first arri
AdrianCarson didn’t answer. His arms tightened around her just slightly, but enough for me to notice. The way he held her… no one would be able to take her from him without a fight. His eyes had changed too—there was something possessive in them now.I didn’t ask.We made our way to the van, where Dimitri and Lancly were waiting with our unconscious prisoner.“Got the girl, I see…” Lancly said with a crooked smile as Carson climbed in.“Now let’s head back,” Dimitri said, his attention fixed on Charles like a hawk staring down a mouse. The eagerness in his voice was unmistakable—he wanted the interrogation to start.“We need to find where Dragomir is hiding,” Carson said from inside the van, his voice tight with fury.And I could hear it clearly—he didn’t just want to find Dragomir.He wanted blood.“Calm down. We’ll find him,” I said evenly.Carson shook his head. “You have no stake in this, so you might think we have all the time in the world. But he’s coming after my people…”Lanc