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Seventeen Months Later… VALERIE. “And this is the kitchen. There’s a microwave, and a stove and you will have to buy the refrigerator.” The landlord says, shoving his beefy hands into his pant pockets. I take a deep breath as I look around the one-bed apartment flat that I will be renting for the
Zaia had said to let it go and recalled the squad. It's been seventeen months and we haven't heard anything since… almost as if he has vanished into thin air… as silent as he had been for the last five years prior… This is what happens when I end up having a moment to ponder on things. The person
VALERIE. My heart almost stops, and my eyes glimmer as I ready myself. I’m no longer that helpless woman I once was… Even if just the thought of being attacked in my apartment sickens me, I have changed. After the war, I made sure to train, to hone my abilities. Zaia and I had our workout sessions
Goddess, doesn’t look like this is the place that ordered groceries online. Now dressed in tan cropped pants and a white shirt that’s tucked in, I finish the look with a cropped sleeve matching tan blazer. I leave my apartment, deciding to go exploring, and drop my car off at the nearest garage. I
VALERIE. My heart and mind are both still a mess of emotions and thoughts. What is he doing here? I run my hand through my hair for the thousandth time and I’m certain my permed curls probably look like I’ve had an electric shock by now. Zade is here. He’s working here. How did we end up in the
Zade. I turn quickly, clamping my mouth shut and spilling coffee on my legs. I curse internally, biting back a yelp as I make to rush into my room. I barely have one foot across the threshold when the other door snaps open. Sparks course through me as he grabs me by my wrist, spinning me around an
VALERIE. My heart thunders as I look around the apartment. Did the generator’s fuse blow? I have half an urge to open the door and to look down below to see if someone’s going to do something about it, but not after what just happened with Zade. I look around. Flashes of the night when I was atta
Did I lock it? I can’t remember, but I’m sure I did. Urgh! Sleep is still weighing me down, but I need to check the door… I touch my forehead, about to get out of bed, when suddenly someone jumps from the shadows of the room and slams me back onto the bed. I open my mouth to scream, but he clamp
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’