Semua Bab Vampire Prisoner : Bab 21 - Bab 30

Air greeted Jonathan as he stepped down onto the grass. His demons had done well. All but the guising spell had been taken down. The city was still shielded from human eyes, but anyone could simply walk in at this point."I hope you know what you're doing, Jonathan," she said. "We've been stuck in this wretched human plane for five years now. Not all of us were able to bring an entire palace with us into this realm. I wish to return home.""You have an entire wing to yourself, Air."She glared at him. "That's not the point. You've planned this out down to the last detail, but it all hinges on those mortals' choosing legacy over family. I do not care for wolves but even I know that they place great value on family loyalty.""Yes, loyalty to the family," he echoed. "I suppose it really depends on what one defines as family."Allena's definition would most assuredly change by the end of day, he thought. "Do not worry yourself. I have not invested so much time and energy into this plan to

Allena was laid out on the chaise lounge sleeping off the effects of a rather intense round of lovemaking. Jonathan hadn't meant to take it quite so far, but Allena's body was near brimming with demonic magic by this point. She needed an outlet, and Jonathan was doing everything in his power to alleviate the strain.Not that Allena had any idea about the effects of her continued exposure to Jonathan's magic, though it was hard to miss how the lesser demons all but clung to her. Ever since that . . . scene in the forest, Jonathan had allowed them back into the palace.He'd been unsure of the safety of an un-mark wolf around so many lesser demons, but after seeing their reaction—their desire for Allena, he took it a step further. The Alpha woman had been uncomfortable at first, but within weeks, she seemed to pick up on the fact that they wouldn't hurt her. They wrapped around her neck and arms when she moved through the palace, their thin limbs clasped and weak wings flapping whenever

The color was so different from the black that he favored. They had made him love the darkness, which looked so much like the tincture of the night. However, he still preferred starred nights better, not those empty and cloudy skies; the void they delivered was too real: he feared it would suck in him, never letting him go. Nights with stars were different: the little dots occupied his mind, reflected on his eyes, made him think of different times, past, fleeting moments that he thought he had forgotten.He had seen the same color of the stars around that woman. The same soothing color of a bright night, not too sharp to hurt her eyes, yet full of light and distraction. Full of promises.The Alpha woman was concentrated on him. And she was, stupidly, enthralled. She didn't notice how the man was taking aim, her arms straining with fatigue, her mind, however, still sharp.Jonathan had snapped out of his stupor the moment the woman's eyes had assessed her body, searing through her heart

They were here, he thought. Inside his own palace. It had been nearly comical watching them try every spell and bit of half-assed magic at their disposal to attempt to get inside. He'd eventually taken pity on the baby wolf's and just let them in."Yes!" Pink had said when they'd succeeded in creating a small rift in the shielding. "I knew that would work!"The other two had nodded emphatically in response to a job well done before venturing inside. Jonathan couldn't help eyeing the blonde hunter, fingers itching to simply erase him from existence. It was unfortunate that he would probably never have that pleasure, but then soon enough, he would leave this realm and never have to think about the angel again.He watched as they moved in a tight coordinated grouping through the long passageways. They were searching for something—something very specific.Her soul.Jonathan was rather impressed that their tracking method seemed to be yielding results. The broken family bond was not nearly

It was commonplace for devil to slip magic into sex, he'd done this exact thing to Allena fairly often, but no other that he'd bedded besides his own father had been strong enough for him to feel any of the effects. His heart began racing inside his chest as he heaved, taking even more of the essence into his lungs and blood.Was this what it felt like? He wondered as his body went completely lax. He felt Allena tearing at his clothing, but his mind had yet to catch up with the situation he'd somehow created. Eventually, when teeth latched onto his shoulder, the spell seemed to break, and he was again aware of what was happening."Allena," he said with a swallow. Jonathan wasn't entirely opposed to the situation, but he'd never felt this . . . powerless either. He could get the other woman off him by force but hurting Jonthan—it was never an option.His head tilted back until it rested on the shield, his hands coming around Allena shoulders as the other woman continued to pull on her