Artemisia You are dead to me! My words are still blinking on the screen as the phone blows up next to me. I can’t stop my tears from falling as I think about the possibility of having to get back to my old pack. And I don’t want to. This is my home now. I would rather die than return home where
Her eyes widen as she turns to look at me just as I sense someone approaching. Cassy is already jumping happily as I get enveloped in a big bear hug and lifted from the ground. “No, Matt! Stop it!” I giggle as he puts me down onto my feet and kisses my cheek. “What are you two up to?” he asks me
Artemisia “Why would Counsel Piazza ever say such a thing? Or discuss it with my brother. You must have heard them wrong,” I try to reason with her, wanting to cheer her up but she is crushed. I already can’t understand what is going on, but this would be outrageous. As my old pack is organise
“Yes,” I say, looking at him with puppy dog eyes. “Is something wrong with it?” I’m playing dumb as I obviously know why he is being unhappy with the list, but I was hoping Cayden was a little less effective in doing his job and he would have gotten the list a few days later. Also, Ramona’s posi
Artemisia Everything around me is moving way too fast for my brain to register as it is still paralyzed by his scent and eyes. Vampire!My inner voice screams as a ringing in my ears takes over, overpowering everything Cassy is shouting in my mind. “Bloody hell! Will you run away already!” He cus
Artemisia I open my eyes groggily, hearing a soft gasp. “Missy? Missy!” Mirella steps into my line of sight before kneeling down beside my bed. “How are you feeling?” Groaning, I rub my mark, which is still burning lightly. “Okay… I guess. It’s like I’m missing something.” I can feel Cassy i
Artemisia My brain has barely clicked on what he said, making my heart do a backflip as he disappears into thin air. I scan the room, finding him leaning against the wall as the door opens and Cayden walks in. “How are you feeling, my Love?” he starts before turning towards Hendrick standing on t
My heart does a strange twist as I add, “You mean because he is a vampire?” “No,” he chuckles, increasing his hug around my legs as he buries his face in my thighs. “Not because he is a vampire.” I gulp, probably understanding what he wants to get at, but how could he possibly know? Did he feel w