In the living room, Kayla sat on the couch in a frog-like position, doing some work on her laptop. She wore nerdy glasses. Standing beside her was a chilled bottle of lemonade. Her baby loved it when she took lemonade.Two weeks flew past the days of her misery and pain without hope. Well, she was hopeless, still. Life had felt a little different with June and Nora by her side, caring for her unborn and her. Even if her friends didn't know of her secret, they kept her on her toes. In the clearer picture, nothing changed in her emotions as long as she never stopped remembering Anthony. Even looking at the lemonade beside her, her memories of him struck her with the impulse to run back to him.Pushing past the emotions, she sighed and continued with her laptop. She'd pretend that life was easy where it never was. She wondered how long she could endure the loneliness and crushing drive to run back to him. Not like it was impossible to go back to him, but for some reason, including the pe
The clacking sounds of a knife hitting a chipboard razed the kitchen. Kayla was making lunch for her baby and her. These days, she craved like a pregnant woman, which gave her the fear that her bump would grow sooner than she expected. She smiled as something came to mind. How could Sledge be doing now? Had Jenifer taken him with her? She missed those days she made his meals.Her phone vibrated on the counter. Seeing the message, she went rigid. Corey being the sender didn't raise a cause for concern, but the message he sent was terrifying, urging every cell of her body to run to his house.‘Come to my house as fast as you can. I know you've been told a lot about me, including how I survived cancer at college. But I also have something more crucial to tell you. If you don't come now, something terrible will happen. Something that could ruin you and Anthony. Don’t come along with anybody. Just you.’ Not only was this a threat, but it was a warning. How could she trust that there wasn'
From the moment Corey threw Kayla on the bed and she hurriedly scrambled off the bed, she had run here and there in the room, pleading with him to set her free. Corey, knowing no such thing as ‘free’, played with her fear. He chased her everywhere she ran, smiling mischievously at her. Corey hadn't used his powers on her since then, not even his speed.“This is fun, isn't it, Kayla?” He lifted a brow at her, smiling devilishly.“Corey, please don't hurt me,” Kayla cried to him. She was hopeless. Was it even worth it to continue running about the room when there was no assurance that help would come any moment? Kayla gasped, shivering violently even to her breath as fear swallowed her. Corey's smile suddenly went away, then a stern, threatening expression took over. Things were about to take a bad turn.“Playtime is over, fairy.”The second his last word dropped, he zoomed to her front, standing a hairbreadth apart. His hand instantly flew up and collared her neck tightly. She was chok
Corey started approaching Kayla, and Kayla panicking. “Let me see how Anthony saves his mate and little fairy now he's become the world's most feeble creature.” He looked back at Anthony, not breaking strides. “Lay there and watch me explore what her cooch feels like, and know what her precious blood tastes like.”Anthony and his weakened beast were troubled, yet helpless. Both were down and incapacitated. Anthony's bones were broken, his energy nearly drained, and blood leaving his mouth, ears, and nose. He wasn't sure if he could get up from the floor, as it felt like he'd die on the spot. However, something told him he could make it. It told him that he was stronger than pain. And that he was capable. That was his mate. Her panic, the terror wafting from her, told him he could make it.Corey knelt before Kayla, took strands of her hair, and sniffed it in. “Will you die from another punch to your stomach?” Kayla wasn't saying anything, as she was afraid and in tears. He wrapped his
Kayla parked in the garage at Anthony's house and alighted, trotting urgently into the house. She looked quite worried. There hadn't been a tinge of peace within her since she left Anthony at Corey's house. She'd been restless and afraid, given Anthony's condition the last time they saw. She needed to see him again and know if he was fine, only then could the turmoil within her disappear.Anthony lay on the temperature bed that emitted hot, breathable, and dry steam. An IV needle was attached to his wrist. His eyes were shut, but he was barely asleep. The illness deteriorated and made him look lifeless and helpless. He caught a fever from the symptoms. Fever caused by the vampire side was life-threatening. The cold overcame the sweatshirt he wore and the duvet he was tucked in. The temperature bed was the only solution.Seated on the edge of the bed was Alicia, staring pitifully at her dying son. She was sad to the face, dewy-eyed. Anthony's situation was out of hand earlier, so she h
“Liar,” Kayla disagreed sternly in tearfully. Her cheeks would have flushed at his words. She would've been the happiest woman in the world for having heard his confession. But she wanted more than just words. Moreover, she wasn't certain if his words were true, or if he only said that so that she changed her mind. “I’m being honest, Kayla, I love you.”“Then prove it. Tell me everything about your health.”“God.” The word escaped Anthony out of frustration. He could tell her how much he loved her for a million times, but to tell her about his health? Kayla would want to save him if he told her about his health. He wanted to avoid her from making such a sacrifice. “Please—”“Speak up already, Anthony! You can't hide it forever from me if you really love me,” Kayla yelled in anger, now weeping. How bad was it that he couldn't tell her? He was still hesitating, staging his frustration with insane gestures, even panting. Her eyes fell as hopelessness crashed in. Everything he said was a
The rain lashed down heavily at the dark, cloudy noon. The weather got surmounted by thunderstorms, lightning strikes, and rumblings. It blew a gale outside; thus, the weather was freezing. Kayla demanded that Anthony told her about his medications. She followed behind Anthony as they went into the secret room, listening as he explained each object found in the room, Sledge trotting beside them. He explained how the temperature bed helped with high temperatures. Kayla even flicked the button of the temperature bed on and off to see how it worked.So far, she hated every single thing he'd explained to her as they were all for his illness, yet they wouldn't save him from dying. The anger and strong emotions the room instilled, gave her the drive to set the room on fire, but she tamed the feelings.“Marcus must have received my gift. It's his rage that is causing the rain.”They got to the part where the medications were kept. Kayla raked her eyes through the good-for-nothing medications
Kayla walked through the hospital lobby. The hospital where Spencer worked. Spencer was the chief director of the hospital. Kayla came up with an idea, so she called Christian and Alicia to a meeting in Spencer's office. As she walked, nervousness beat her. A negative response scared her. What if she got negative responses from Spencer? Getting to Spencer's office door, she opened the door and walked in. All eyes turned to her the moment she stepped in.“Sorry that I'm late.” Kayla stepped forward, standing a few feet from the coffee table. “Anthony told me that I'm his cure. But there's no way I could make him drain me. Even if I were to try, he wouldn't give in. And I don't want to put him through the stress of resisting temptation.” “You forgot one. Losing you can make his life twisted and even worse than a life-threatening illness,” Christian added.“Are you willing to die for him?” Alicia asked.Kayla had no idea why Alicia had to ask, but she said, “I am. But for his happiness,