Chapter 42Amelia's POVAs we walked down the path that led away from the mansion that Cassius lived in, in the depths of the forest, and onto the major road where the Uber that had been ordered for us by Elizabeth was waiting, I took a moment to breathe in the fresh air and wondered what Damien would be doing right now. "You're smiling. That's a good look on you." I heard Elena say beside me and I didn't realize that I was until she spoke. "I guess it's because we are outside," I answered and she nodded because she understood just how much I craved being outside the four walls of the mansion. Unlike Elena and some of the other maids who left the mansion frequently to go on errands for the necessities that the mansion needed to keep running, I was never allowed to leave the mansion except it was to go and collect the blood bags from the town hospital or if I was going somewhere with Cassius, which was the same as being in prison since I could not leave his sight the entire time we

Amelia's POVMy eyes widened as Cassius appeared in front of me. He looked like a prince. Dressed in a black suit with his dark hair gelled to the back and his eyes blazing, he was handsome. It was obvious that all of the women that looked at me as he stretched his hand out to me wanted to be in my place and I didn't blame them. If I was not a first-hand victim of Cassius' brutality, I would probably behave the same way. I would probably be standing amongst those girls that were giving me jealous looks and hoping that Cassius would glance at me too. I would probably be somewhere imagining what it would be like to have and hold his attention. Like them, I would wonder who was the lucky girl that got to call him hers and who would get his love and promises of a happily ever after. But I knew that beneath that devastatingly handsome face was a monster. I knew beneath that earnest smile that he gave me and the way his eyes looked at me like he had not seen someone more beautiful wa

Amelia's POVYou know that one moment when you're sure that things are about to get worse but because you are stuck on something, you don't think it's possible to leave until you get what you're here for? That was how I felt standing in front of Cassius' door as I waited to hear more about the bidding market. The bidding market was something that was never openly spoken about but people who knew about it knew what it was for and who it catered to. To the rich and powerful. Mostly Vampires but sometimes werewolves.The bidding market was a place where people that nobody would care to look for or had any loved ones were sold off to the highest bidder like merchandise. Some of the maids in this mansion had been bought through that avenue and it seemed as though these people were discussing the market because something was about to happen. Were they trying to reopen the bidding market? And why? Why would they want to after all of the trouble that I heard was undergone to shut down

Amelia's POV Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. That was the only sound I could hear when I opened my eyes and found that a cloth had been placed on my neck, applying pressure against the puncture points where Cassius had sunk his fangs into me. I must have passed out in his arms from losing too much blood to his lack of self-control. Every day I wondered what was going to happen to me the day Cassius simply did not stop, instead going ahead to take every last blood from my body. My vision cleared up, and I saw him crouched in front of me, giving me a look that was between disappointment and annoyance. "You've grown weaker, Amelia. Before you used to be able to keep standing by the time I was done with you and yet now, it is a hassle to even enjoy a blood meal from you without supporting you with my hands." He complained and if I wasn't so weak, I might have frowned at him, damning the consequences of my actions because why was he still upset about the fact that I was unable to sta

Damien's POVYou'd never realize how vulnerable you are until you are swept off your feet and feel like your world is crashing down on you. That was how I felt after that phone call. After those words that my mate had thrown at me in the heat of our argument about the bidding market. 'If that is the only way to save me, then I'd gladly fuck Cassius instead.' She had said and pain like I had never felt before, pain that felt like I had been stabbed in the heart hit me when she said those words so calmly like she had thought them through. Like she was indeed ready to go to such lengths to prove to me that I was in the wrong for wanting to save her through the bidding market. The growl that escaped my chest was the furthest thing from humane and I threw my phone at the door, just as Nathan came in and caught the phone as it was heading for his face. Rage. Absolute and vengeful rage was what I was feeling right now. Like a volcano about to erupt. My thoughts were clouded with rage a