SeleneI had a nightmare like this once: being helpless before Blaise while my family hangs in the balance. However even my worst dreams couldn’t have predicted this fate: being forced to choose between Bastien’s life and my own. Bastien is roaring and raging at me, ordering me to leave him behind, but I can’t bring myself to turn my back on him. Every time I see the knife go deeper into his back, Luna howls in agony and despair, freezing me in place.I know Blaise’s offer is a trap, but I also know that there’s no way I can undo what he’s already discovered. One way or another Blaise knows who I am now, he knows where I live an
BastienIt’s dark when I wake – the pitch black of a windowless cell, the air cold and damp. I know I’m underground without being told, and even before I remember the events that led me to this place, I know something is horribly wrong.Slowly the details filter back into my mind, and before I can even process my turbulent feelings Axel bursts out of me. I circle the cell, smelling every corner of the space and trying to gain my bearings. It’s a cramped space lined with bars of pure silver, boasting nothing whatsoever to support human life. There are no objects present – no furniture, not a bucket for waste or vessel for water, nothin
SeleneIf I thought Blaise’s city was an atrocity, it’s nothing compared to his pack house. In fact, Pack house is honestly a misnomer, it’s more akin to a palace. That’s why it’s so easy to see why Arabella liked this place so much – it’s full of the kind of gaudy excess and cruelty she adored.The worst part is that Blaise is still crooning to me as if I’m a puppy, pointing out every detail of his horrible home. His servants, who all avert their gazes from him as if afraid making eye contact will cost them their heads, open every door for us as we pass. They race along side us offering refreshments and amenities, b
FredericI’m not sure what to make of the city of Tartarus. On one hand, I can’t help but admire the power apparent in every corner of the opulent capital. On the other, it seems like a bloody waste to have relegated three quarters of the citizens below ground. Just as in Elysium or his teenage home in the Gemini pack, Frederic was always analyzing the pack structure and leadership, always assessing how he would do things differently if he was in control.He supposed Blaise was powerful and mad enough to afford to subjugate the populace this way, but that also meant he was wasting an incredible labor force. The underground inhabitants would be
Selene“And this is your first pregnancy?” The doctor questioned, making my heart race right as he took my pulse.“Yes,” I lie, earning a raised brow from the man.“And your previous doctor diagnosed you with HG?” He presses.“Yes, I was recently hospitalized for dehydration, but I’ve been able to put on some weight with the help of medication.” I explain.&
3rd Person“Bribing the guards?” Bastien suggested, sharing his fifth idea of the morning.Grayson promptly shot him down. “Tried it.”“Tunneling out?” Bastien proposed next, determined to find a solution.“Tried it.” James vetoed.“Picking the locks?” The Alpha offered hopefully.
Selene“What do you mean, you’re working with Frederic?” I demand, not believing my own ears.“He wants to help.” Helene insists, rubbing my arms in an attempt to soothe me.“Helene, he tried to destroy our lives.” I remind her, “he let Arabella try to kill me, he murdered Gabriel and tried to assasinate Bastien, he locked his own mother in a basement and would gladly do the same to me.”“Yes, he did.” Helene agrees, “you
Sophie “Should we tell her?” I ask Drake, unsure whether telling Lila that her parents will be gone even longer than we feared can do any good. We certainly can’t tell her that they’ve been captured: that Bastien is Blaise’s prisoner, Selene his slave and her younger sibling bound for death.“We have to tell her something.” Drake sighs, “she’s expecting them to come for her any day.”“She’s three and a half.” I remind him, “she doesn’t know what day it is or how long they&rsq