LOGINDeclanI had always prided myself in being the more level headed brother.And no, it was not because I had any interest in proving that I was more mature or any of that nonsense. It was because I was never one to do things in moderation.Whenever I was ticked off, things always got to extreme.And today, one person had done something so vile that she deserved to be on the other end of my wrath.Harper.I should have known that she did not have any doo intentions when she came back…. Foolish of me to think she would change even a little bit from the same girl that tried to cheat on my brother with his own twin.Many things ran through my mind as I walked down these cells to where Harper was kept.It was horrible that I could still smell Grace from when she was here, the smell of her blood was still potent.Thinking of all of the horrible things that must have happened to her in here, of how scared that she must have been…I just seemed to spur me on, make me angrier.All of the guilt,
RhysFaith held onto me, crying so hard her small body shook against mine.“Will my Mummy be ok?” she asked, her voice breaking in that way that made something inside me twist painfully.I rubbed her back slowly, trying to steady both of us.“Of course, Trouble,” I said softly. “The doctors are doing the best that they can.”My voice sounded calm.Because inside, I was anything but.My heart was beating so fast it felt like it was trying to break out of my chest.I couldn’t unsee it.No matter how many times I tried to push it away.It was there.Burned into my mind.Grace.The look on her face.That pain.That fear.It had been real.And it was all because of me.Because I was too much of a coward to trust her.Declan stood a few feet away with Otto, but even from here I could see the way his shoulders were tense, the way his jaw was clenched like he was barely holding himself together.“I knew this would happen,” Otto said softly, his eyes glossy with unshed tears. “Mummy should hav
GraceI hissed when I opened my eyes to a bright light.Was I finally dead?Was it heaven?I doubt it. Never in my life had I felt like I was anywhere righteous enough to make heaven, not after all that I had put my children through. Besides, heaven was not meant to hurt this much.I tried to stand up but I groaned in pain, it was that kind of excruciating, paralyzing pain. My body felt foreign, heavy, like it no longer belonged to me.“I’ve got you Angel,” a gruff voice said, and hands quickly moved to help me up.I was attacked by those familiar sparks and he sent evaded my senses. Everything, it was just too much.I flinched away from his touch as if it burned.When I looked up, Declan was standing there with a pained expression. He looked like he was still trying to decide between moving to touch me again, and staying put. Good thing he chose the latter.My throat got tight again and I had to look away so I did not cry in front of him. I didn’t know if I could bear to hear how muc
Declan“Wait, how did you figure that out?” Rhys asked.“I asked around,” I said. “One of the guards said that Harper cornered Grace and they had some kind of argument. Something happened, and after that Grace began to act strangely. He said he tried calling her name but she seemed lifeless, like a zombie.”Rhys ran a hand through his hair. “We messed up,” he said. “Declan, we really fucking messed up.”His eyes had turned red. He was one step away from breaking.“What did you find out?” I asked.He produced a small glass bottle with some dark liquid in it. It looked thick, almost alive, like it clung to the glass.“What is that?” I asked.“I found it in Harper’s room and according to Jonathan, this is an elixir that feeds on one’s negative emotions and makes them lose control of themselves.”“So that means Harper may have gotten to Grace first and used this on her.”“Grace will never forgive us,” he said. “I should have never allowed Harper to stay here in the first place.”My wolf h
Rhys Are you sure you won’t regret it?Fuck Declan for putting those thoughts into my head. They had been echoing ever since he said them, bouncing around my skull like an uncomfortable feeling I could not shake off. It was like he planted something rotten in there and just walked away, leaving me to deal with it.Why on earth was he trying to take the side of the woman who not only hid away our kids from us for five whole years, she also wanted to kill them?That was not something you just forgot. Not when I could see it with my own eyes the way she heartlessly wrapped her hands around their throat.We were actually making progress, and I was willing to move past what had happened. I was getting there too, slowly. And I thought that maybe, just maybe, I could have the old Grace back.The one that used to hide behind me whenever she got overwhelmed, he one that was scared to even hurt a fly.Turns out I was just fooling myself.That Grace was long gone, she had left five years ago an
Grace How long had I been here?Time had stopped making sense.Nothing made sense at this point anymore. Between the screaming, the suffocating silence and the tears…. I don’t even know.I don’t even know how many times that I have passed out at this point…Was I lucid, was I not? I did not even know.All I knew that whenever I opened my eyes, it felt like waking into a worse version of the same nightmare.I couldn’t tell what was real anymore.Was I thinking clearly? Was any of this actually happening, or had my mind finally broken under the weight of it all? The questions circled endlessly, feeding on themselves until I couldn’t separate one thought from the next.I tried to focus on something simple. Something solid.My hands.That’s right. I could feel them. I think. My fingers twitched weakly against the cold floor, scraping over rough concrete. That had to be real. My body felt distant, like it belonged to someone else, but it was still there. I was still there.I think.I was







