TANIA
I was exhausted by the time I left the library to return to my room. The day just slipped through my fingers and, by the time I left, the moon was lighting up the inky sky along with a few stars glinting between the mass of gray clouds. I was so caught up between ancient pages and old texts that I had forgotten to eat both lunch and supper so, when my stomach grumbled, I wasn't the least bit surprised. Still, I remained on course and didn't pivot in the direction of the kitchen no matter how much my body begged. There was something I needed to do first before eating.
Even with the hours spent in that room, I was only a quarter way through the books lining the walls—if not less than that. And, my search thus far was unsuccessful. A small part of me was sort of joyful at that. Maybe I wasn't ready to let go of Sylvain or the companionship he offered.
But I had to let go at some poi
TANIA"You're insane," I chastised in a hushed whisper but I still crept through the halls of the estate behind Sylvain.It wasn't as if I didn't know every room in this large building by the back of my hand. Sylvain, on the other hand, thought it would be exciting to explore the estate while everyone was asleep—including the guards who were meant to be awake guarding the damn place. Bloody idiots."Am I, though?" He quipped over his shoulder as we rounded the corner."Yes, why didn't you ask for a tour during broad daylight?" I asked with a roll of my eyes."And what fun would that be?" He quizzed teasingly, reaching back to weave his thick fingers with mine.I jerked my hand back when a jolt of sparks shot up my arm and locked my lips together to prevent my gasp. Sometimes, the way his touch felt still took me by surprise
SYLVAIN You never know when exactly love hit you. One day, you'd wake up with the realization that the last thought you had before nodding off was about your special person, and the first thought to pop into your head also revolved around said person. It was then you would realize how irrefutably in love with the person you were. And it would be too late to save yourself from the inevitable heartbreak you knew you were bound for.Because the fact remained that I knew better than to fall in love with someone who didn't want me. I planned to help her but that was before I met her and got to know her as a person. Now, I didn't just want to help her, I wanted to make her mine and I didn't know how to go about convincing her that we could have a future together. I hadn't figured out the logistics yet like how I would run my pack while being here but I would find a way.It was ti
TANIAOf two things I was irrevocably certain. One: the bond was no longer my biggest problem. Not when severing it no longer solved my problem. Because severing the bond wouldn't suddenly remove the feelings I had for him. And I knew I felt something for him because, if I didn't, I wouldn't have been standing in front of this cave waiting to have a meeting with the council.The second thing I was certain of was that I was about to enter a hostile environment. I probably deserved every bit of hostility coming my way but so did they. So, I squared my shoulders and lifted my chin high. My white locked tumbled over my shoulders, shimmering as it held the slices of moonlight that seeped through the canopy above. We had to hold the meeting at night for the vampires' sake. There were a million places I'd rather be right now, like in bed wrapped up in Sylvain's arms. But instead, here I stood.Mayb
SYLVAIN I shackled the witch to the wall in the same way she had once shackled Tania. For the most part, I was a calm, level-headed person but seeing Kali's face made me feel like a stranger to myself. I wanted nothing more than to sink my canines into her and claw her to bloody ribbons because of all the pain she had put my mate through.The imagery had a growl rumbling at the base of my throat. It had the stone walls of the dungeon we were in rumbling, loose stones falling out of place in the process. I wanted to torture her in a way no one had ever been tortured. Even if she gave me the answers I was looking for, I still wanted to make her feel every ounce of pain I possibly could.I rolled my shoulders when the phantom burn I felt all those weeks ago danced across my back. It felt like my flesh was being slowly burned away from my bone, causing wave after wave of agony to rock my system. And that was just half of it. Tania actually went through it and then suffered from the pain
TANIA One hour turned to two and two turned into half the night as I watched my father torture Kali. Her answer was always the same though. She kept insisting there was no way to get my wings back. Each time those words left her lips they chiseled away a piece of hope, leaving me deflated and dejected. If I couldn't get my wings back then I could no longer call myself fae. And, staying here just reminded me of the things I once had and could once do. It made no sense to stay and pity myself. If this was a lost cause then I needed to find a way to move on. Leaving this place behind me seemed like a good option. But only once I knew these people—my people—were safe and would no longer be hunted the way they were. I started something I was going to complete. Sylvain may have thought that I went about it in the wrong way but it finally got the attention I was aiming to get. All I wanted was for my people to live freely just the same as other supernaturals, not needing to hide behind mag
TANIA"Fuck!" Sylvain cursed. The blast of magic that erupted from my body ebbed along with the icy tendrils of shadows that clouded us in darkness. Sylvain's body relaxed a little, the tension coiling his muscles dissipating the moment he could feel his connection with his wolf again. Our bodies were still connected with his large hands firmly grasping at my waist as he gradually pumped into me. It was like I could feel him everywhere. From the way, his shaft slid against my walls to the way sparks danced across my flesh. With every roll of his hips, I felt something tether to my heart—the mate bond—like a live wire strengthening until it could never be broken. "Tania," my name came out strained from his bruised, parted lips but it sounded so right coming from him. It had heat pooling at my core, made me want to ravish every part of him until all he could feel was my touch, all he could taste would be me, and only I could ever sate this kind of hunger in him, "your wings...""My w
TANIA My body was a jittery mess with the giddiness which coursed through my veins. I awoke at the crack of dawn because of the slices of warm sunlight penetrating through the gap in my closed curtains. When I peered out the window I noticed that the weather was perfect for flying. Everything, for once, was going right in my life. The optimist in me was thrilled and felt that this was a long time coming. I deserved something to go right in my life after everything had gone terribly wrong. The pessimist in me, however, was rearing her ugly head. Anyone would get suspicious when things suddenly began working out for them after everything in their life fell apart. It could have been a strike of good luck which everyone needed at some point. Or, it could even be a nasty trick being played by the hands of fate just to leave you questioning your existence all over again. I stifled those negative thoughts as much as I could but, at the back of my mind, I felt them running their sharp claw
SYLVAINI scrambled to my feet and leaped to the side to avoid the second blast of magic that Tania hurled toward me. She had sent my body across the room with so much force the first that it left an indentation on the moss-ridden wall and fractured a few of my bones. They were healing at a remarkably fast rate but I needed to keep her busy until I healed completely so I could shift if I needed to. "Tania..." I called her name once more hoping I could break through the trance she was under. It was as if she had lost herself in her mind, letting her greed for more magic control her. If I could just reach out to her—the real her—maybe I could drag her back to the surface. The last time she had siphoned from me this didn't happen. I quickly concluded that her overdoing it—over-siphoning—resulted in her losing herself. It was like an alcoholic who didn't know when to stop and caused havoc when they exceeded their limit. "Stand still so I can kill you," Tania growled but her voice didn'