All Chapters of Faded Dreams: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

 Gaia barely slept. Bash kept watch over her and held her throughout the night. She’d doze off, then wake shortly after, screaming in terror and fighting off invisible foes. Bash fought off sleep for as long as he could once the sun rose, but around ten o’clock, he lost the battle. 

Matilda threw herself into Quin’s arms and kissed him. This time, Quin kissed her back. Their lips smashed together in desperation and need. Quin’s arm snaked around Matilda’s waist as he pulled her closer. Mads’ nails raked up the back of Quin’s head as his tongue forced its way into her mouth.But even as Matilda kissed Quin, she thought, Yep! I've lost my ever-loving mind.Quin groaned at the taste of her, and his cock grew harder. It had been an incredibly long time since he’d known the touch of a female and savored her essence. The passionate kiss his mate showered on him drove him wild. Matilda’s tongue rubbed sensually against his as she kissed him with as much hunger and desire as Quin kissed her. Mads wasn’t like his meek Livia, whose strength lied beneath the surface. Matilda would not submit easily. The challenge excited Quin. She’d kneel at his feet, even if she didn’t know it yet. Quin would tame his wild-haired beauty.Matilda moaned; Quin’s hands felt even colder on her

 The June After Oliver’s DeathGraduation. They’d finally made it. 

 Gaia knelt before Bash in the center of the room, her naked pale skin exposed to the cool air. She held her back straight and proud. Gaia was no longer weak and mortal. In the two months since her turning, Bash realized Gaia had inherited her ancient sire’s strength. She was much stronger than a typical fledgling. But Gaia would always kneel in submission to her sire and mate. It was a show of love and trust and not a show of weakness as many people believed. Bash would always be her master, her lover, her everything. 

 After the last guest had gone, and she had dismissed the help, instead of going home, Matilda walked to Quin’s room and reached up to knock. Before her knuckles could touch the wooden door, it swung open. Quin stood on the other side, shirtless and still damp from a shower. His joggers sat low on his hips and Mads couldn’t help noticing he was bare beneath.