Giselle stared at the ceiling as she lay on the fur-covered cave ground. Sorrow and pain weighed down on her. The severed bond throbbed painfully. She still loved Antonio, no matter how cold he was towards her.They had their sweet moments though they both disagreed on several matters. For one, Giselle was against the Lycan’s law of separating the children from their parents at such young age. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t change his viewpoint that matter. She was forced to watch the mothers being detached from their beloved children.When Lucian fought for his mate and won, she believed Antonio would accept his son’s decision and she was wrong. He went behind her back and severed their bond, sending Lucian to a dream filled sleep. There was no telling what awaits their son when he wakes up from the severed bond with no memory of his mate.Giselle thought Antonio was changing. He mellowed down his harshness and asked for her opinio

Gretchen waltzed towards her love,  Zaros, the vampire King. “We have her.” She smiled seductively as he pulled her into his embrace.“Hmm… I can see that,” he whispered placing open-mouthed kisses on her shoulder, sucking the skin there.“I can’t wait for tonight,” she moaned.He straightened as he picked her up supporting her to wrap her legs around his waist. “What have you planned this time Vixen?” He nibbled her throat earning another moan.“You will see, my love. You will see,” she chuckled.“Most of our troops are almost there ready to attack the Lycans. Their Kingdom will be ours tonight,” he said running his hands across her body.“Mmm-hmm… The ghouls will be more than happy to devour the new flesh.” She supplied nipping him. That was how she got the Ghoul King Gograk on her side. As long as they had flesh to chew on they wer

She was once again in the dark, unable to move her limbs.Blood-curdling screams and painful howls were all she could hear for a while. She hated being helpless, hated being on the side-line, while her brothers fought for her. She could see and feel everything. Her baby brothers were fighting for her life, bleeding to keep her safe. The Elves shielding her body with theirs’, taking the attack directed at her.Their love overwhelmed her. Their pain grew unbearable as the darkness within her stirred with a thirst for revenge. Her soul rattled within her body not responding to her will. She damned the witch, who cursed her to be.The laughter of the witch filled her ears, increasing her thirst, she didn’t want revenge; she wanted blood and death, and her body ached to be drenched in their life source as she delivered justice.Her heart ached as she let out an inaudible cry when her brothers weakened, barely standing, and blood whooshing out from

Abram and Nate’s beasts broke out into the clearing as they sprinted towards the wooden log Alexa perched on. Abram pounced in mid-air landing next to Alexa taking her hand as he let out a loud roar of victory, making her chuckle.Nate grunted in displeasure. “Alexa, he was supposed to run not pounce. He violated the rule.”“Well, you didn’t add that to our rule book earlier,” Abram replied with a shrug of his huge shoulders. Since they found they could speak to each other through mind link, they were using it to their advantage, especially in playing pranks.“What?! I–uh… Ugh! I hate you, Abram.”“No, you don’t.”“I do.”“You don’t."“I do.”“You don’t.”“I—"“Okay… stop it