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SEBASTIAN. There’s sadness and regret in her eyes before she looks down, taking her phone back from me. There’s no way to explain the pain in my chest. Ashbane or not, I fucked it all up. I should have been there when she was pregnant and going through heartbreak when she was poisoned, when she
I keep hurting you. Slowly I slip my hands under her, ever so slowly, ready to move her to bed, when her eyes fly open. She slams me back onto the floor. My head hits the corner of the wall, sending pain rushing through my head. She then pins me to the ground straddling me, one hand tight around
I get up on my own and only then do I realise I really feel fucking bad. “Fuck.” I stagger to the bed and I’m about to lie down when she quickly puts the pillow down for me. “Here’s some water from last night. Drink it if you need to.” She says placing the bottle down in the covered bag that cont
ZAIA. “Zaia, is everything ok?” I look up at Mom from where I’m slicing the potatoes for the evening meal. “Of course, why do you ask?” I smile. Mom looks concerned from where she’s braiding Sia’s hair at the kitchen table. “You don’t cook unless you have a lot on your mind.” She says with a kn
I’m just waiting for the day that they ask about their father… ----- “What is the meaning of this, Zaia?” Dad asks. We’re in my new office, one floor up, at the Toussaint Headquarters, and he has just placed a file down in front of me. I glance up at him curiously before looking down at the first
“Hmm… like I said, I’m not interested,” I say quietly, staring at Atticus’s picture. Remembering the way he had made out that we were together back then. The way he had said the kids were his… those red flags I had forgotten about now itch at my mind. He did things when I didn’t ask him to… “Fathe
ZAIA. “I love this place,” Atticus says as he sits back as the waitress walks away after taking our orders. We are in a dimly lit, stunning restaurant that serves a variety of cuisines; the booths are covered with lush green velvet and the woodwork is all a deep mahogany. Chandeliers hang above ea
My heart is racing as I watch him, I hear the quickening of his heartbeat, the way he swallows but not once does his facial expression change, but the signs are there… he knows… “He told you to tell me that Valerie was attacked and is in a coma, and to come visit her… correct?” I ask, saying these
I slam the brakes.We’re both launched forward and Zion’s arm flies out, catching me before I break my nose on the wheel.The SUV shoots past us and propels straight over the edge.It flips, hitting the rock face below, and erupts in a fireball that lights up the cliff side. The ground trembles slig
~ MILENA ~“Oh, you did not, you fucking assholes!” I snarl, rage tearing through me. The pain in my forearm barely registers as I wrench the wheel to the side, slamming our car into the one on the left. I time it perfectly. Their tyres catch the curb and the vehicle lurches violently.“Milena!” Zio
“Your dad gives me a reaction, and he’s a tad more gullible than you, so it’s fun to mess with him.” Her impish smile reminds me of Xander, and I shake my head.“I’m glad this isn’t real then. You and Xander would be the death of him.”“Yeah, we’ll keep the pretence going though. If the Arkan had an
It’s crazy how I actually would trust her around them, even if she is one of the Arkan. She has some compassion when it comes to kids… looking at her now as she talks to Kaia about something it’s almost hard to imagine she’s a killer. Almost.The image of her cold eyes as she raised a gun and pulled
~ ZION ~Milena. She has a way of keeping me on edge when nothing else or no one else has that effect on me; I don’t know what she’ll do next; it was one of the things I like about her, but right now I’m not enjoying it. Her sly smiles that tell me she’s up to something and the way she hugs Mom and
Kaia, on the other hand, is confident and bubbly. That’s the only way to describe the twenty-one-year-old redhead with the huge smile and bright blue eyes like Zion’s.His uncle is a few tables down, but occasionally I feel the prickling sensation at the back of my neck of someone watching me, and I
~ MILENA ~“Smell me?” I repeat, my cheeks involuntarily flush as I shove him back, only to meet hard fucking muscle.“Your arousal, to be precise.” He smirks, baring those teeth in a dangerous smile.Oh, hell no.I know what werewolves are capable of, but right now I don’t need to hear that. I don’
I nod, smiling slightly. “Yeah, thirteen. And she has, a lot of time has gone by hasn’t it?” I agree, looking at her. Even her… she’s not that girl anymore. So much time has gone by and yet… seeing her all dressed up like this makes me picture a life we can never have.If I didn’t kill her brother.
~ ZION ~My eyes widen as I see Uncle and Milena staring one another down right after she gave me the finger, for goddess knows what reason.Fuck, I didn’t think he’d be here today. He hates these things. My stomach twists with unease as I stride across the hall.“Uncle, this is Milena, my girlfrien