Third Person POVVampires had always claimed eternity, but eternity required preservation. For centuries, the great houses bound themselves in chains of silk and blood, forging alliances through marriage, ensuring their power never diluted into weakness.Love was never considered.What mattered was
Even her aura had changed in those moments, but then turned back to normal almost as quickly.Wolves didn’t work like that. Their essence lingered, clung to their kin, haunted the air for days after a shift. Joanne’s had burned out like a candle, snuffed too soon.None of this made any sense.I pres
Alexander’s POVHer lips were soft against mine; hesitant at first, but then yielding. I deepened the kiss, my tongue raking against her bottom lip, one hand cradling the curve of her jaw while the other slid down her waist, pulling her closer until there was no space left between us.She trembled b
I expected to find a nasty wound on my chest like there had been only a moment ago, but instead, there was nothing but smooth skin, with some dried blood caking my chest. The wound had closed completely.I looked down at my chest, thinking maybe the mirror was deceiving me, but no… There was no long
Alexander’s POVThe quilt rustled as the guards obeyed Kyle’s command. I thought about ripping their arms off their bodies, but decided that wouldn’t prove anyone right about my mental state. Joanne was fully dressed, and she was asleep, not to mention her wolf claws had returned to normal, so there
Alexander’s POVJoanne was a trembling weight against me, her lashes damp from exhaustion and her breath shallow. It had been several minutes since she partially transformed. The claw marks stung my chest, but I didn’t dare move as I held her in my arms, soothing her to sleep.She slept as though th