All Chapters of Caught In Between Lust And Desires Book 2: Chapter 81 - Chapter 85

🖱️ Sammy 🖱️I hadn't let go of Jayden's hand since the moment I caught him.The healer.. a younger vampire named Corrin, summoned the instant Halsted realized the scope of what he was dealing with exceeded his own expertise had been working over him for nearly an hour now, her hands glowing faintly with a careful, methodical magic while Jayden lay pale and unmoving on the bed, his breathing shallow but steady, at least. Steady enough that some small, desperate part of me had let myself believe the worst was already behind us.Victor sat in the corner of the room, upright now, color slowly returning to his face, watching everything with an expression of guilty horror that I didn't have the energy to address yet. He hadn't said a word in almost twenty minutes. Neither had I, really, beyond the occasional murmured question to Corrin that she answered with careful, clinical calm.Jane stood near the door, arms wrapped around herself, River's hand resting steady on her shoulder, both of

🖱️ Victor 🖱️‘You won't dare.‘My monster's voice cracked through my skull like a whip, sharper than I'd ever heard him, all trace of dry humor or weary patience completely gone."I already dared once," I said quietly, staring down at my own trembling hands. "It worked, didn't it? I died, and Jayden lived. Sammy lived. That's the only version of this story where the math actually adds up in anyone's favor."‘You already sacrificed yourself once,’ my monster snarled, ‘and you were dragged back into another body against your will, against every law of nature that should have kept you dead. What makes you think dying again ends anything? What makes you think the Keepers won't simply find another door to shove your soul through, another life to ruin, another decade of grief to inflict on the people who love you?’"I don't know," I admitted, my voice hollow. "But I know sitting here, alive, is what got that baby killed tonight. I know my existence is the reason seven elders are dead, the

🖱️ River 🖱️ Ten years. Ten years married to Jane after finding out she’s my mate after months of knowing and hating each other , and somehow, impossibly, in the middle of the single worst week of both our lives, she'd just handed me the best news I'd ever received. I sat there with her curled in my lap, her face pressed against my shoulder, and let myself feel it fully for the first time not the exhaustion, not the dread still coiled tight in my chest over everything happening beyond this room, but the sheer, overwhelming joy of it. A baby. Our baby. After ten years of building a life together, of watching her throw herself into palace work with the same fierce, exhausting dedication she brought to absolutely everything, of quietly wondering, some nights, whether children were even a conversation she wanted to have given how much of herself she'd already poured into this kingdom. And here we were. Ten years in, and the universe had apparently decided tonight, of all nights, was t