LOGINAlaric was taking his bloody time to get here. Damien had suspected that his brother wouldn’t make things easy for them. He was an incredibly selfish individual, and he only did things when they benefited him. So, for the next few days, Damien tried to get to the very bottom of his nephew’s problem.
Kerry bristled at that. She hated that Asher, of all people, knew about the abuse—and the fact that he kept bringing it up was just fucking low. But inwardly, she felt more shame than anger. Shame that she couldn’t bring herself to hate Silas despite that. And Asher was very much aware of this. “Y
Kerry didn’t know how to feel about having her husband’s heart pierced with some cursed wood. She stared at his unmoving figure on the bed. Unconscious, not dead. Somehow, she didn’t like the sight of Silas like that—not one bit. Despite the fact that she should hate him for the things he had been d
The call must have been unexpected. Or perhaps not. Knowing his brother, Alaric must gave already known about every single thing that was happening, he was just waiting for the right opportunity to be involved. For a moment, he contemplated if reaching out to his brother was worth it. What could
“What do you want?” Asher glanced behind the other vampire momentarily. He didn’t react despite the worry that crept through him. The smell of blood was alarming. “There is something off with you.” Silas laughed. “Oh? Why don’t you tell me?” “It started from the second we walked into this house.
“Silas, no.” Her sudden refusal didn’t faze the vampire one bit. In fact, it seemed he hadn’t even heard her, or he had chosen to ignore her completely. His hands were still cold on her skin, and he was touching places she didn’t want to be touched at the moment. Kerry tried once more to turn him
"Are you dating Carter? And don’t bother lying—I’ll find out myself if you are." Emily didn’t look happy. For the first time, I saw my best friend staring at me with anger and distaste. I couldn’t believe the first thing she said to me that morning was about Carter. What was her deal? For some reas
"Are you the one responsible for Matt's injury?" I demanded, my voice sharper than I'd intended. The pieces had fallen into place, and Deric was the only explanation that made sense. Why else would both of them be in the forest, bloodied and bruised? Deric bore scratches and claw marks across his fa
Eleven Years Earlier... "Carter, wait up!" I called, running as fast as my short legs could carry me. But he didn’t stop. If anything, he walked even faster. My chest heaved with exhaustion, but I pressed on. “Carter!” “Stop following me.” His voice was cold, so unlike the boy I thought was my b
I still couldn’t believe it—Carter had been in love with me all along. It felt like a dream, or maybe a cruel joke. How could I trust his words? The boy who had once been my best friend had ignored me for years, treating me as if I didn’t exist the moment he got together with Emily. And now he expec







