Stopping in front of my motherโs headstone, I lean down and place the flowers on her grave, as my hand moves, and my fingertips trace her name on the headstone. A single tear slips from my eye, as I remember back to all the sacrifices, she had made so that I could be here today. A cry now comes fr
Quinnโs POV Five years laterโฆ โAngelica donโt run off too far.โ I yelled at Angelica as she jumped out of the vehicle once we were finally here. It had been over five years since the last time Bishop and I had been here looking for what we thought was his aunt, but later to find out that it was n
Quinnโs POV The beautiful sound of a newborn making their first cry in this world filled the air, and I knew that I was an aunt. It was the second best feeling in the world after having my own child, knowing that our fatherโs name would now live on. In my eyes my father was my hero, for sacrificin
Jaxsonโs POV Remembering the promise I had made to Tristan just moments ago, I stepped in front of Lyra, ready to keep her safe from him at all costs, but as I stepped in front of her, Tristanโs eyes moved from hers to mine, and I could see that his humanity in them. Whatever Quinn and Lyra had do
Jaxsonโs POV My eyes focused on Tristan as he just stood there in the middle of the cell, not moving an inch, as the blood now should have trickled down the back of his throat, and Lyraโs powers should be entering his bloodstream, bonding to him, like Quinnโs had with mine. At this point, Tristan
Jaxsonโs POV Leaving a handful of our men behind to clean up the aftermath, not leaving a single vamp to live, that Tyler brought with him, in fear that the news would spread of their Dark Prince falling to our hands, we headed back to the pack house. Knowing we were working with limited time befor
โWait.โ Bishop says as he moves in between us. โYouโre his twin brother. If he can pull off being you, why canโt you pull off being him?โ Bishop asks Tristan, and it isnโt such a bad idea. If Tristan can pull off being Tyler Morgan, aka the Dark Prince, then we wouldnโt have to worry about other va
Quinnโs POV Jaxson held me tight to his chest, as the tears continued to roll from my eyes, and uncontrollable sobs came from within me, while my heart felt like it was breaking into a million little pieces, like the moonstone had. Even with his protective arms around me, the pain of
Quinnโs POV Bishopโs hand at that moment found mine, and he took it holding it tightly, as our fatherโs soul rose from within his lifeless body. His face was no longer battered, and he looked like a much younger and handsome version of himself, almost an identical twin to Bishop. Selenaโs chants f