Mag-log inAzraelâs PoV I pulled apart from Gia Rae, and she turned to me with a pout. I drink her beauty as she lies on my bed, black hair blanketing the pillow, deep ruby lips, and her delectable body wearing only my shirt, which she had changed into as soon as we were alone. How did I get so lucky to be m
Giaâs PoV We stood in the middle of one of the devastated villas. By the time Mom and Serenya located Ezekielâs next target and we arrived, it was already too late. Heâd come and goneâleaving behind smoke, rubble, and bodies scattered like broken dolls. He was killing them. He was killing my p
Azraelâs PoV âHave you heard anything?â I asked Ian, who had just come in from searching for Ezekielâs hideout. King Chad sat up on his chair immediately, giving Ian his full attention. âNothing,â Ian said with a frustrated sigh, âbut groups are forming already. Some on your side⌠and some aga
Ezekielâs PoV âEighteen fucking years as my brotherâs prisoner, and you couldnât do anything to free me!â I roared. My allies flinched. Good. They should be afraid. They all knew I wouldnât hesitate to kill them. They werenât immortal like meâone well-placed stake and theyâd turn to ash. âAzra
Bellaâs PoV âHow did things go with Azrael?â I asked the still-moody Chad. âOh, I punched him square in the faceâŚâ he said casually as he shrugged off his jacket. âChad! Why would you?â I chided, swatting his arm. âMate or not, he deserved it,â he grumbled. âDid you know the only way their
Giaâs PoV I entered the guest room where Mama would be staying, with her and Serenya. âGods, I really missed youâboth of you,â I said just as Mama flopped onto the bed, dragging me with her and tickling me. Which made me laugh so hard like always. âWho wouldâve thought weâd find you already m







