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CHAPTER THIRTY ONE MALAKAI * * He doesn't take me to the hospital or any doctor. We arrive at his house, and my whole body prickles with alarm. "Why are we here?" "Our honeymoon, what do you think?" Pierce shoves me inside and pulls me against the couch; groaning low in his throat, he inclines his head and captures my mouth in a soul-snatching kiss. Our breaths rush out of us as our lips mesh together. It's a conditioned instinct, I start to lose myself in the kiss.

he said, looking around. I looked down at Alessia and kissed her on the forehead. "I won't be long." She smiled at me before following Angie. I looked at Mason, and he started walking toward what I assumed was his office. "What do you have planned for Mikha and her parents?" "I know they are planning to get her, and once they do, she's as good as dead. I also have a suspicion that her father is the link to all of this as well." "I understand. I also got word that the Mikhas have two women in one of their dungeons, and I think one of them is my fiancée."

Fifty-eight: Mason Crescent “Let me get this straight,” said Oliver Hartwell, “you and Mia had a one-night stand in Las Vegas and got drunkenly married because of a love potion?” I grimaced. I was glad Mia was the Alpha of her pack. If Oliver had been, he might have kicked my ass. I wasn’t certain that he still wouldn’t. “You can blame Cole and Cam for that one.”

“Connor wants to kill him, too. At least he did once. That’s his cousin, the one he imprisoned.” “The one who is in love with you?” For some reason I blushed. But I had to say it. “I belong to your son. He bought me.” “You don’t have to explain. I’m happy he’s found the one at last.” She pressed my hand. Before I could ask what she meant by that, Hodges came out looking grim. “What happened?” I asked. “Let’s just say I didn’t realise the Lycan was part vampire.” Michaela put a trembling hand to her throat. “Are they – gone?”

He grabs my hand and forces me to follow him down another white-washed hallway, and through a pair of doors. “Where are you taking me?” “As I said, Margo, my chef makes a killer steak. I suggest you start behaving. I would hate for us to get off on the wrong foot-paw, miss Mikaelson .” “I don't have paws,” I said loudly. “I don't know what you’re talking about,” I whispered. “Such a beauty but so very stupid to play stupid,” he clicked his tongue a few times like he was letting me know he was disappointed...with me.

Why hadn’t she tried to find me? We weren’t the best siblings, but she carried a trace of Father’s kindness. “We’re very similar, Angel,” Mikael said gently. “The goddess cursed us with unique siblings,” he joked. I giggled. The moment was cut short by a knock. Fiona entered to inform us that dinner was ready. Mikael said he’d have his by the gazebo. Though His Royal Madness had cut down the magnolia tree, Mikael still cherished even its stump. Fiona nodded and turned to leave.

And not only is Mikael the key, he's a kid. I move in an attempt to surf through a crowd, but Micah holds me back before I can move. This time, when I turn back to look at him, he's looking right at me. “What do you think you're about to do?” Is he serious? “This isn't the way to get the k—” “Why do you think the Kid was suspended for almost killing someone?” Micah interrupts before I can finish. What? “He’s a Lycan” he says. “Newly turned too.”

Elena screamed, her voice tearing her throat as she threw herself toward the edge of the pit. On the other side of the melting obsidian wall, the barrier finally shattered. Klaus Mikaelson stepped through the smoke, his massive Lycanframe completely transformed into the Weaver's supreme engine of extinction. His black-rimmed eyes were fixed entirely on her face, and he didn't hesitate. He lunged across the collapsing chamber, his massive iron claws outstretched to catch her throat just as the ceiling above them dropped a secondary avalanche of dark stone that sealed the entire shaft in absolute, suffocating darkness.

he murmured excitedly, and Mikki opened her eyes in shock. And she felt her legs tremble as Max turned his back to Farkas and rushed towards her, as fast as an Alpha could possibly run. She didn’t have time to prepare, although she already knew she wouldn’t feel any pain. They were mates after all, destined to be together. So, Mikki simply closed her eyes, and ignored everything else for a second, trying to focus only on Max’s arms wrapping her body completely and his teeth sinking into the soft and thin skin of her neck.

Blood dropped out of his eyes and nose…and from his ears and mouth too, and from behind me, I could hear Emily screaming but I paid no attention to her. I let the thing with Michael go on for another few minutes, listening to the popping sounds of his bones and how his skin made squelching noises, and when I realized that he was on the brink of death, I let it stop, smiling when he spasmed from fear. He even peed on himself. “Now, do you know Alpha Damon?” I asked again, noticing that this time, he couldn’t even look at me. He nodded his head, a little too vehemently like a kid as he rushed out; “Yes! I know him, we had planned to take out King Klaus together!”