Mag-log inI couldn’t look at the woman I loved and see that she would never open her eyes again. “I promised I’d bring you home,” I whispered. “I promised, sweetheart.” My head dropped again. “I’m sorry I couldn’t keep it.” “Sebastian.” Someone called my name but I didn’t turn to see who it was. I did
The nurse took a step back. I grabbed the edge of the counter, struggling to keep myself upright as another wave of pain travelled through my side. “Where is she?” I repeated, quieter this time. “Please. Just tell me where she is.” The nurse hesitated before pointing towards the corridor. "The
The first thing I did when I reached the hospital was check the time. 5:30 a.m. One hour. They should have started by now. They should have been working on her for an entire hour, filtering the toxin from her blood and replacing the affected blood components. They should have been doing everyt
The mention of her name made me stop for half a second. Half a second was all Alcott needed. His bloody fingers moved across the floor, searching beneath his coat. I saw them stop beside something small and black. A remote. His thumb pressed a button. BEEP. I turned toward the sound. Alcott rai
Alcott howled and jerked away, his fingers curling against his chest as blood ran between them. “Try it again,” I said, advancing on him. “Go on. Reach for it.” He stared at me with such hatred that, for a moment, I almost admired his determination to keep fighting. Almost. Then his gaze dropped
Sebastian Dante was out cold on the floor at my feet, his jaw askew and his chest rising in shallow gasps. Across the room, Arabella pressed her back against the rusted wall, her good eye now wide with fear as the tables turned. I tightened my grip on the gun. “You’re going to tell me where th







