Victor's POVI race to the spring and find the rogue brother and his brother sitting at the edge of the spring. Both of them have brown hair and dull green eyes. If it were not for their very different scents I would have difficulty telling them apart. They don't even notice me as I approach the spring. Both of them have their feet in the water and are gently kicking back and forth letting the water lap over their feet as they move. Pausing just inside the tree line I watch them for a moment. I watch as they talk to one another with huge smiles on their faces. Suddenly a memory flashes through my mind and my heart begins to ache. Flashback"Ready, set... GO!" Alexander shouts from beside me right before he takes off running. His blonde hair shimmers as it bounces in the sunlight while he runs. Looking over his shoulder he shoots me a wide grin with all of his teeth showing. After giving him a several second head start I begin to chase my brother through the forest. I am

Natalia POVSitting in my cell I try not to move. The cuffs around my wrists burn my skin the more that I move around. Ripping pieces off the hospital gown off I try to shove them under the cuffs to provide some sort of relief but I only end up burning the tips of my fingers against the silver. Letting out a heavy sigh, I close my eyes and try to pretend that I am anywhere but in this cold, damp cell.In my mind I picture myself in the spring. I think about the cool water splashing up against my skin as I push myself through the water. But soon my imagination is taken over by a nightmare. Alexander is standing on one side of the spring and Victor is standing on the other side of the spring. Both men are arguing over me. They are arguing over who I belong to. It is as if I am wading in the middle of the spring watching it all unfold before my eyes. My eyes flash back and forth between Alexander and Victor. Victor is partially shifted and ready to fight. Alexander snaps his fingers and

Natalia POVI can feel Victor trembling with anger at the thought of his mate staying with another man. Slowly and carefully I place my hands on his shoulders to try and calm the rage that is building inside of him. Under my touch I feel his back relax slightly but he still does not move from his protective position in front of me. Esau does not seem to be phased by Victor's anger. A sly smirk is spread across his face almost as if he is enjoying this exchange. "You have to see reason," Esau tries to explain to Victor but I doubt he is even listening. A low growl is reverberating from Victor's chest as he stares down Esau. "The first place they will look for her is with you."Standing on my tiptoes I whisper next to Victor's ear. "You know he is right," I say gently. Running my arms up and down his arms the growling in his chest begins to subside. I let out the breath that I did not realize I was holding when Victor turns to me and gathers me in his arms. "I do not want y

Natalia POVEsau reaches for my hand and smiles at me gently. "I will show you to the hot springs," his voice is sweet and caring. Extending my hand towards Esau's I try to grab his hand but it is snatched away in midair by Victor. "I will show her," he growls menacingly. Rolling his eyes at Victor, Esau drops his hand and gestures towards the back door. Not wasting another minute inside of Esau's cottage, Victor scoops me up and carries me bridal style out of the back door of the cottage. Carefully he edges his way around the faerie circles that cover the path to the hot springs. "Esau is serious about his privacy," I say jokingly but Victor doesn't laugh. "He has to be careful," Victor says shortly. "He can only return to the Fae Realm once he has retrieved the book of prophecies that Alexander stole from him." "What happens if he does not return with the book," I ponder out loud. "I don't know," Victor says with a serious undertone in his voice. "But I do know that

Natalia POVI hold Violet tight in my arms as I try to drag her back into Esau's cottage. But she is much stronger than she looks. Lost in her sadness of watching her only sister disappear, she sits in the doorway of Esau's cottage reaching for the circle that her sister had just been dancing in. Tears stream down her face as she sobs heavily. Turning her face to Esau she has nothing but desperation in her eyes. "Please bring her back," she whispers as she sniffles through her tears. The amusement that was in Esau's eyes is now replaced with remorse. "I can't," he says as he extends a mossy hand to Violet. But Violet refuses to take his hand. Instead she covers her face with her hands and sobs gently. Sitting myself firmly on the ground I pull Violet in my arms and gently pet her mousy brown hair as she cries. "Violet," Victor begins, "I know she was your sister but this is probably for the best..."Gasping loudly I turn to Victor and glare at him. Violet tightens her gr