I turn away, my eyes stinging as I stare out through the open window at the moon above. Nothing can fix this… They enter and Atticus leaves the door open a crack, murmuring something about the children being asleep. He sits on the floor beside the bed, stretching his legs out, but I know he’s conc
ZAIA. “My patience is gone, and I don’t want to resort to any harsh methods, but I will if I have to,” I warn dangerously, my eyes flashing as I look over at Annalise. “Who was the person you talked to back in Atticus’s pack on New Year’s Eve?” It’s the following day and although I did not get any
I’ve already reset the security and call it extreme, but I am the only one who can now access the prison and security. Without my permission, no one leaves. A move that I know will only put me at further risk, but I can’t trust anyone anymore… I can still trust my friends… But can I? I hate that
ZAIA. “Think Zaia… think…” I mutter as I feel under the floorboards once again. I need it, not only to track the Sable but to find Dad. Those I have sent out to search for him have so far found nothing, as I feared. I refuse to let this put me down. This goal is all that is keeping me going stron
How do I get to the under-the-stair closet in someone else’s home? A sudden thought comes to me and taking a deep breath, I step out of the car, shouldering my bag and walk to the door. Ringing the bell, I wait. It's opened soon by a man in his late forties. “Hello… Alpha?” he looks confused befo
ZAIA. Night has fallen and I’m sitting in the lounge with Jai, Valerie, and Atticus whilst the children play before the fire. “So we don’t really know how much is needed… or exactly how to use it,” Atticus says as he examines the pouch. Rain is pouring down outside, and it’s rather windy. Somehow
Jai sighs and shakes his head. “Zaia, it’s not that. We were just concerned, Se- The Black Beast he… I don’t know. I feel we need to talk to him-” “Do not question me. As far as I am concerned, The Black Beast is just another enemy. From this day forward, I expect you all to remember that. He betra
“I’m sorry Sia…” He says guiltily. She shakes her head and smiles up at him. “I’m sorry too, Zion...” I can’t help but smile at them both as Zion takes her hand and gently leads her to the bed. “Come on, let’s get ready for bed then.” He tells her. “Mommy Sia’s medicine!” he adds before hurrying
We step into the lift, the silence stretching loud between us. I look over at her. Her lipstick is smudged, her lip cut, she has bruises and cuts all over her, and her curly hair tumbling in front of her face. Somehow, she looks regal… despite the pain she’s in, she’s holding up, the fire in her eye
~ ZION ~My fingers dip lower, brushing along her smooth pussy, drawing a soft, sexy moan from her lips. She swears breathlessly against my lips as she reaches down, freeing me from my boxers and pants.I can hear the faint sound of sirens in the distant but as reckless as it is, I don’t fucking car
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’