HER BODY ACHED ALL over. Her brain felt like it was trying to break free of her skull. For fuck’s sake, did these people know nothing of central heating?Lily pulled a thick blanket up over her head. She could feel her bones creaking with the slow movements. She wanted to cry out in pain, but bit her tongue.Lily swallowed, and rolled over as carefully as possible. This attempt wasn’t enough to end her horrible existence. However, it was at the top of her list of most painful attempts.If a vampire couldn’t kill her, then what could? What would? Lily plotted on the question. What else was out there? What else would willingly end her suffering if she properly provoked them?The bed shifted, and she was forced to roll even furth over. The blanket was pulled off of her face, and she was greeted with a pair of baby blue eyes. Lush lips were pulled into a sultry smirk, and a tiny fang was displayed. Gods, how she wanted to lick it.“Forgive me, I saw you move, and I assumed you were awake.

HE COULDN’T IMAGINe how things could get any better. Their mate was actually living, and breathing. Granted, it took the better part of several millennium for her to finally exist, but she was there. She was theirs. His.Ours. His beast purred with contentment. It stretched its back in a long pose. She’s ours, and I will not share her.Caspius had to hold down his chuckle. Truth be told, his kind were quick to fall into the haze of their mates. However, the mythology around it was so distorted by outsiders.Mates of shifters were important. They were loved, cherished and taken care of. The knowledge of their presence is always sensed. When they are found, a shifter’s beast knows. It’s undeniable, and when they’re finally able to mark their mates, the bond is permanent.Shifter’s lent their powers to their mates, especially if they were mortal. Their healing capabilities became their mate’s. Their instincts were their mate’s.Caspius couldn’t hold back his smile. There was so much prid

EVERYTHING WAS BEcoming a bit too much to handle. It was too much at once. Being a seer. Vampires, incubus, shifters, chimeras… Having a mate—let alone three of them. It was intense.If Lily was being honest to herself, everything that happened in the last twenty-four hours or so was enough to have her spiraling into a panic attack. Why hadn’t she had one yet? Perhaps it had something to do with the eye-candy male before her.Caspius had a sort of air around him. It comforted her, and chased away even the worst of her demon. Yet, every voice inside her head screamed at her to put as much distance as possible between them. They demanded separation, or all three men might be her ruin.Lily had it in her. There was no attachment. There was however carnal desire for Caspius and Elias both—despite the incubus’s manipulative seduction. She couldn’t say anything about Donte. The vampiric asshole both infuriated her, and frightened her. She pitied him over his past, but believed he should be