Cayden“We are out of here. NOW!” I growl as I carry Artemisia, who is still passed out, to the cars. “Pack up everything. I’ll get her out before they pull another stupid trick.” Ramona nods, and she runs back inside with Matthew and Hendrick to pack our things while Finnegan and the warriors shif
Cayden The pressure weighing on my heart is nearly unbearable as I pace back and forth in the hallway of the pack hospital, waiting for Doctor Davies to finish running all the tests. Finnegan has his head buried in his hands as he claws at his hair, causing my chest to squeeze even more. “What th
Crossing the sterile halls, we get into her room as silently as possible. I practically feel the tension lift from my shoulders as I finally see her and get to hold her hand as I settle into the chair next to her bed. Finnegan takes the seat on the other side of her bed and lays his head on it whi
Giorgio “I can’t believe this!” I look into the void as Riccardo paces up and down in front of me. “Has the Blackwood contacted you already?” I shake my head, massaging my temples. “No, I didn’t hear anything from him.”Shifting in my seat, I stretch as I add, “But they are back in their pack, so
Artemisia “Where do you want this?” Matthew asks as he holds up a bag filled with books as if it was made out of feathers. I point to a corner in the living room, “Over there, please.” It’s just been a few hours since we arrived at the beach house, and I’m already in love. The interiors reflect t
Artemisia “Are you alright?” I plop my head into the small library where they told me Hendrick was working in. But instead of finding him leaning over his papers, I caught him huddled in an armchair in some strange cape. He inhales sharply, raising his gaze to me as he flashes me a tired smile.
I spent the entire day clinging to Fynn and while I was troubled, he enjoyed it a lot. He kept provoking me, knowing that I couldn’t get away to escape him. “Good that our room is far away from where the others are staying,” he chuckles as I’m relaxing in his arms. “All this talking about Hendrick’
ArtemisiaI stir awake, shivering at a cold puff flowing over my skin even if I’m still enveloped by Fynn’s body heat. Opening my eyes slowly, I notice that he has his arm still wrapped around me firmly. “He is so possessive,” Hendrick’s deep voice makes me lift my gaze to see him standing next to