The clacking sounds of a knife hitting a chipboard razed the kitchen. Kayla was making lunch for her baby and her. These days, she craved like a pregnant woman, which gave her the fear that her bump would grow sooner than she expected. She smiled as something came to mind. How could Sledge be doing now? Had Jenifer taken him with her? She missed those days she made his meals.Her phone vibrated on the counter. Seeing the message, she went rigid. Corey being the sender didn't raise a cause for concern, but the message he sent was terrifying, urging every cell of her body to run to his house.‘Come to my house as fast as you can. I know you've been told a lot about me, including how I survived cancer at college. But I also have something more crucial to tell you. If you don't come now, something terrible will happen. Something that could ruin you and Anthony. Don’t come along with anybody. Just you.’ Not only was this a threat, but it was a warning. How could she trust that there wasn'

Corey started approaching Kayla, and Kayla panicking. “Let me see how Anthony saves his mate and little fairy now he's become the world's most feeble creature.” He looked back at Anthony, not breaking strides. “Lay there and watch me explore what her cooch feels like, and know what her precious blood tastes like.”Anthony and his weakened beast were troubled, yet helpless. Both were down and incapacitated. Anthony's bones were broken, his energy nearly drained, and blood leaving his mouth, ears, and nose. He wasn't sure if he could get up from the floor, as it felt like he'd die on the spot. However, something told him he could make it. It told him that he was stronger than pain. And that he was capable. That was his mate. Her panic, the terror wafting from her, told him he could make it.Corey knelt before Kayla, took strands of her hair, and sniffed it in. “Will you die from another punch to your stomach?” Kayla wasn't saying anything, as she was afraid and in tears. He wrapped his

“Liar,” Kayla disagreed sternly in tearfully. Her cheeks would have flushed at his words. She would've been the happiest woman in the world for having heard his confession. But she wanted more than just words. Moreover, she wasn't certain if his words were true, or if he only said that so that she changed her mind. “I’m being honest, Kayla, I love you.”“Then prove it. Tell me everything about your health.”“God.” The word escaped Anthony out of frustration. He could tell her how much he loved her for a million times, but to tell her about his health? Kayla would want to save him if he told her about his health. He wanted to avoid her from making such a sacrifice. “Please—”“Speak up already, Anthony! You can't hide it forever from me if you really love me,” Kayla yelled in anger, now weeping. How bad was it that he couldn't tell her? He was still hesitating, staging his frustration with insane gestures, even panting. Her eyes fell as hopelessness crashed in. Everything he said was a

Kayla walked through the hospital lobby. The hospital where Spencer worked. Spencer was the chief director of the hospital. Kayla came up with an idea, so she called Christian and Alicia to a meeting in Spencer's office. As she walked, nervousness beat her. A negative response scared her. What if she got negative responses from Spencer? Getting to Spencer's office door, she opened the door and walked in. All eyes turned to her the moment she stepped in.“Sorry that I'm late.” Kayla stepped forward, standing a few feet from the coffee table. “Anthony told me that I'm his cure. But there's no way I could make him drain me. Even if I were to try, he wouldn't give in. And I don't want to put him through the stress of resisting temptation.” “You forgot one. Losing you can make his life twisted and even worse than a life-threatening illness,” Christian added.“Are you willing to die for him?” Alicia asked.Kayla had no idea why Alicia had to ask, but she said, “I am. But for his happiness,

“Tavia! Anyah!” Irene's scream stole Kayla's attention. “My girls.” Irene sprang up from the ground in panic, shivering and panting. “My babies.”They pushed and shoved their way through the stampede, and ran about with their eyes searching around for the kids as they screamed the names of the kids. Irene burst into tears when she called the babysitter's phone and couldn't reach her. She screamed her daughters’ names, wailing, running here and there, tugging at her hair. She was devastated, frustrated, afraid, and pained. Kayla was troubled, but never as Irene. All Kayla could do was look around for the kids.Gunshots erupted a few feet before them. The people running towards them were on the ground in the next seconds, their blood sputtering on Kayla and Irene's faces. Kayla and Irene came to a terrified halt the second the people dropped and a V Empire warrior came standing before them. The terror growing in Kayla began brimming over until she was stepping back. She stopped when the