ReidEverything was out of control. I felt like a stranger had entered my body, and I was floating slightly above myself. Nothing was making sense right now, and I felt like my skin was crawling off. I hated myself and Garrett currently. This thing was self-inflicted because I knew she was awake.I needed her to find out who her father was. I also needed to know how far his deception went. Something that I didn't believe I was capable of, but I fell in love. I was supposed to get her to like me, but I didn't expect to enjoy it. She was my day's highlight, training and laughing with her. The draw I had to her, even from that first day of meeting her, was nothing I had ever experienced.The sex was also mind-blowing, even if I didn't intend for that to happen. I didn't know that Garrett spiked the wine. I just thought she was finally taking what she wanted. One glass of wine wouldn't have fucked her up so much. Never would I have taken advantage of a drunk woman. Only a weak man would d

Atlas Talk about the creep factor. A shiver runs down my spine as I enter the place. How the hell did she know it was me? Was it one of her powers, or were there cameras? I really hope that it was the camera route. I look around. The place her color choice from the outside is the same on the inside—the living area sitting room on the left-hand side. The picture in the entryway is a giant spider crawling out of a skull. With a sign below of a bat with a sentence bubble shooting out of his mouth, ‘Take off your bloody shoes!’ Kick my shoes off and turned to the hallway on the right since the sitting area was empty. As I turn, I nearly jump out of my skin. A woman stood where there was nobody a second before. “Son of a bitch!” I swear, trying to calm my heart as it jackhammers inside my chest. The woman before me, her eyes were white with a black ring around her iris, with her pupil looking like it had a black sun rays into her iris. Her skin was the color of a latte, a perfect shade

My thoughts were racing as I drove to our hideaway, wondering what my next moves should be. This situation was so fucked, and I didn’t know how I was supposed to deal with Elsa. I know she planned for Calypso to be her blood sacrifice.Elsa was going to be the mother of my child. A child I didn’t want, but a child that was supposed to be of great importance. An entity that shouldn't exist but was created through deceit and deception. Would Elsa even be her mother? Someone has to die for the baby to be born.That thought made me want to coddle Calypso and protect her. There were forces at work right now, trying to ensure she didn’t survive the upcoming months. At least we had a timeline to help determine how long this threat will loom over us.I pull up at our getaway place, and I feel a little stress melt away just staring at one of my favorite places in the world. Letha and I used to believe this is where the Lost River starts, popping up over our land, but its origins began here. Sh

CalypsoYou're in control. Go at whatever speed you want, and I will follow your lead. The words flitted inside my head quickly as Altas looked at me with tenderness. The tenderness that I was pretty sure that I didn’t deserve.I felt powerful being in charge of how far things go. However, I was unsure of myself. My knowledge of sex was minimal, given that the last and only time was with Reid. “I. I don’t exactly know what I’m doing.” I broke his intense eye contact, embarrassed by my inexperience. “Only done this one time, and it ended in disaster.”I felt his cock twitch at my admission, trapped behind the zipper of his jeans. Did my inexperience turn him on? “This is all about you. Find what you like, or tell me exactly what you want me to do.”A blush heated my cheeks at the thoughts that were happening currently in my head. “Tell me.” He placed his hand under my chin to raise my face to meet his gaze.“What if it’s something you don’t want to do?” I never wanted him to do somethi

ReidI welcomed the pressure that left me when Calypso sealed her bond with Atlas relief. Which was then immediately followed up with dread at the thought of him taking her body. His teeth pierced her throat, marking her as his. The fear that he scored over my mark, the mark that wasn’t supposed even to be there, sent a chill down my spine.Like a child throwing a tantrum, I couldn’t control myself as I punched a hole in the wall. Was it childish? Yes, did I feel marginally better? Yes. Part of me wanted to find the first vampire to spread her legs for me. I wouldn’t have to go far, being in my position with the coven. One thing that a vampire loved more than a good tumble in the sheets was power. Both of which I could offer; I have plenty of repeat customers that would enjoy a phone call from me.I wanted to beg her for forgiveness, but yet another part wanted to hurt her. Not physically, of course, but emotionally, like she did to me. It felt like my soul was at war with itself. Sel