Raiden's povThe world seems to tilt for a little bit when her name came out of his mouth and my jaw locked tight." Careful Foster," I gritted my teeth, my voice dangerously low as my wolf stir. He was accusing her of something he had no proof to back. "Tread lightly with her name on your tongue,"
Damon's povThat cannot be right....can it?Lester's head snapped toward mine quickly, eyes wide with the same disbelief I felt.I stiffened.'Are you sure? Amelia cannot be after well.....Amelia,' I mind linked back, my brain trying to rake around the idea that Amelia was really causing this much c
Damon's povThe door clicked shut behind me, muffling the frantic voices of those trying to help keep Pickett alive. I could still hear her, the rasp of her breathing in my ears, was haunting me.My hands were still stained with her blood and somehow I couldn't rub the feel of her cold skin under my
Damon's povHer body was cold in my hold. My fingers bit into her flesh, my gaze forward, afraid that if I look down at her, I'd be shattered.The bond between us throbbed. Painfully."I-She coughs and I close my eyes for a second, breathing in sharply through my nose as I try to keep my focus stea
It seems that chaos followed me around. Everyone I know is either getting hurt or murdered because of me.My mom-aunt. Her memory made my muscles stiff with tension. I can remember the blood in the tub, her dead eyes staring at the door as if waiting for someone.I know she wouldn't do this to herse
Amelia's povDamon's words sent a cold chill down my spine, and I don't think it was only me who was troubled by his words. The night air suddenly got colder too as more tension zaps through the air.Pickett's head lolled weakly against his chest as he steadied her on Lester's wolf form. Blood, crim