It's been hours since Remi and the others went missing. My phone keeps vibrating in my pocket. When I finially pull it out to check it; it's a number I don't recognize. "This is Aiden. Speak." I growl into the phone not at all worried about how I might come across to the person on the opposite end of the line. "Aiden, it's Vlad. We need to talk. It's about our mate. Remington." "She's mine! Only mine!" I growl into the phone. "No she's not. I've gotten her somewhere safe. The twins are safe. At least for now. There's a traitor walking among you. He has Blaze. I got to the scene just in time to get our mate and the other females to safety. They're all here. I'm sending you the address. Bring just the ones you know beyond a shadow of doubt that you can trust. I'll explain everything once you get here." Vlad hangs up leaving me speachless for a moment. I snap my head up looking at everyone in the room. No one here would dare to double cross me and Remi. Flashes of a soft pale yellow
When I walk back into my bedroom, everyone is here. I can't believe that my kidnapper called in my calvary. Tears cloud my eyes as I rush over to Aiden and my babies. I hug them as tightly to me as I can. "I can't believe he called you. He said he would. He did." I mumble into Aiden's chest. The twins begin to stir and whine a little because I'm squishing them. One by One my family passes the twins around. Aiden and I look on with pride. "So, what's their names? Remi refused to tell us until you got here." Kallista asks Aiden bouncing on the balls of her feet. She's dying to take my son away from his father again. "Ashton Romie Ramos and AshLynn Yanessa Ramos." Aiden says finally passing Ashton back around the room."Those are perfect names." My father beams with pride as he holds his first grandchild. AshLynn squirms and we all hear a noise and my father cringes. "I think she left her father a surprise." Kieran says handing my daughter to her father. Aiden looks lost as hell. I b
I shove away from Skullz. Remi yanks me into her side pleading with her eyes for me to calm down. "Talk." I demand staring Skullz down. "The first time I scented my mate was the night Remi was attacked. Her seventeenth birthday. Her scent was strong, but it was mixed in with yours. I was sure I was mistaken. Especially with the way you were acting. And everyone saying that Remi was your fated mate. I mean there was no way she was my mate if she was your fated. So, I thought what I was smelling and feeling wasn't right. The more time I was around Remi, I knew she was my mate. I never said anything or came forward because she never showed any signs of feeling the same. So, again I was confused. Vlad here picked up what was going on with me at 318 for casino night. He was having the same problem. Neither of us wanted to step on your toes. Neither of us wanted to force anything with Remi. Remi and I are so close because of the bond we share. Not just because we're friends. She's my mate
"I have a question. How do we know Skullz isn't the traitor and you're both helping Chance and Bael?" Gunner asks standing along side Aiden and Xavier who have taken up the position of blocking me from Vlad and Skullz view. "If we were the one's working for Bael and Chance; your sister and the twins would be on their way to hell with Bael. Not sitting in a room specifically designed for her to give birth comfortably. I wouldn't have invited you all here to figure out our next move or even told you we are her mates as well. If I was conspiring against you."Skullz stands there with his head hung low. When he raises his head his eyes lock on mine. I see the questions in his eyes. Do I trust him? Do I care for him as I always have? Can there ever be more between us? The answer is yes, I trust him. Skullz has been a part of my life almost as long as Aiden has. Skullz has proven time and time again he would lay down his own life for mine. I don't have to question his loyalty or devotion.
For the second time in three months; I find myself a waiting the birth of another prince. My younger brother, Xavier, the prince of the Hell hounds; was the first. The second prince we await on, is the younger brother of my best friend, Gunner. Gunner, is the prince of all shifters. His father Kieran, is known as the Dragon King. I watch as both men pace back and forth with nervousness and excitment. Kieran stops pacing long enough to fix us each a glass of scotch. I have to admit that nerves are starting to get the best of me too. We have been waiting for news from the doctor for what seems like ages. Everyone that couldn't be here for the birth of the tiny heir text Gunner and I for updates. My mother, Cerberus, impatiently awaits the birth of her best friends first child. The screams and cries of Yanessa, the Dragon King's, new chosen mate, escalate. The walls and windows of the mansion vibrate with each wail. We hear the doctor and nurses as they count down her next contraction,
After my morning workout; I shower and dress for my appointment with my psychologist. I know what you're thinking. Why does a hybrid paranormal like myself need a psychologist? Easy. My dragon is full of anger, rage and hurt. I'm an emotional mess on my own. But add my empath abilities and your crazy is now part of my crazy too. Plus everyone believes I'm likely to bring about the apocalypse. "You ready to go baby girl?" Blaze my bodyguard asks. "Sure. Don't want to keep the Doc waiting." I tell him as I walk past him in the foyer to grab my purse and jacket. I walk out to the waiting white SUV.The drive is quiet and short. I watch as humans and paranormals walk past the SUV while I wait for Blaze to open my door. Blaze helps me out of the vehicle and escorts me through the lobby of the four story building. We get into the first elevator the doors slide open on. As soon as the elevator doors open on the right floor; we are greeted by a pretty pixie with hot pink lips. "Hello and
My mother looks between the two of us contemplating what she will say. "You are the children of Kieran, one of the original dragon shifters. He's the dragon king. The king of shifters. You're the children of Princess Yanessa of the fae realm. Your grandfather was the first archangel created, and the first fall angel. Lucifer, is the creator and ruler of Hell. Your grandmother is Queen Illianna of the fae realm. It's not just you being a hybrid that makes you unique. It's the fact that you carry all of these royal bloodlines in your veins. You also have the abilities of the fae, angels, and shifters. Most hybrids only carry a few of their parents abilities. But you two can wield them all.""Romeo and I just stared at each other through my mirror. We didn't share our mother's enthusiasm. No matter how she spun it; we were different. Different from the mortals, paranormals, and even the hybrids. No matter what my mother said, we both knew being that different wasn't a good thing. We als
My head hangs in shame. Tears cloud my vision. Then slide down my face. Trent passes me the Kleenex once again. "Remington, it wasn't your fault. The blame lies solely on the three males that attacked two young defenseless dragons."I shake my head. "Tell that to the mother that can barely look at me when she's home! Doc, my mother can't stand to be in the same house as me. She's rarely home. Hell, she bought another house and left my father. So, don't tell me; this wasn't my fault!""Remi, I'm sorry your mother couldn't find another away to deal with her grief and guilt; other than to push you away.""Yeah, well it doesn't matter. Soon I'll be out of my parents hair." "Remi, are you having suicidal thoughts?" "Hell no! Why?""Suicidal thoughts can be a side effect of the medications I prescribed for you.""Well, I don't take that shit anyway.""Remi, at least take the sleeping medication. Your dragon is restless. We don't want her to snap like she did last time.""I'll see you nex