Aleera’s face twists with rage, and she shoves me, making me stumble to catch her as she jumps me; I try to toss her off when her lips crash against mine, and I gasp at the force of my magic leaving me as she absorbs all my power, not leaving a drop. I feel the monster that lurks inside me rear its head as her bond latches onto mine. The nervous energy through the bond with our mates is palpable.Fear so strong, I could taste it as I fought to stop the darkest parts of me from taking over; we all knew she couldn’t handle the monster I could become. Yet, she was determined and refused to let go, making me stumble back onto the bed. She crashes on top of me, her legs straddling my waist, and she pins me with my own magic, her hands pressing against his chest.I growl at her, glaring up at her, and our mates back off—their energy ripples behind her as our gazes lock.“Three down, one to go,” she murmurs, and I watch horrified as she gives herself over to instinct, letting the bond force
Aleera POVA moan escapes me as I watch Kalen kiss Darius, his fingers wrapping around his cock, stroking his length while Tobias feeds from him.In return, I enjoy the sound of four, almost synchronized, growls as all eyes go to me. My blood suddenly rushes up to my cheeks, I know I'm blushing, but the burn isn't nearly as intense as the one between my legs. Kalen lets him go, stepping back Darius moves closer to the bed; Tobias and Kalen close in his step. Lycus grabs my breast, from where he lies beside me. Once I notice the desperate look in their eyes, I decide to give in and let them do whatever they want to me.My bond craved them and finally Darius was willing to complete the power exchange, the bond. Despite the pain throbbing between my legs, I wanted more, the bond craved it, craved them.Lycus shoves me on my back and I close my eyes, enjoying the sensory overload as all four caress my skin. I can tell apart their touches; I know which man's hand and precisely which palm
My hearing is the first to go; I am met with total darkness and utter silence for what felt like eons as his memory flickered to life. Blinking, I find we are in the mess hall, only it looks different. In his memory, it is some kind of ballroom, with heavy drapes covering the windows and a crystal chandelier glistening under the light, casting the ground in orbs of light as the sun shone in. “Now, Darius,” comes a deep, booming voice. Darius shakes his head. “No, please, father,” he begs. He must be about six years old. The room looked huge out of his eyes as he peered at the back of his father’s throne, which sat in the center of the room. His father looks over his shoulder, leaning over to peer around his chair. “I said now! Either them or you?” his father snarls at him. Darius shuffles his feet, drops his head, and moves closer to his father. His father grabs his shirt, hauling him in front of the throne. Darius sniffles and his father hits him up the back of the head. “Get on wi
In the next vision, I come to learn that Darius not handing Kalen over means he became the experiment, yet it still wasn’t clear to me why they were experimenting. However, it became clear why he hated my father. My father was the head scientist and the one that came up with the vile tests they ran on him, yet Darius didn’t hate him, not like he did his father. As Darius slumped over in the chair, drool dripping onto the floor after being shocked by electrodes, his father grabs his hair, lifting his head up. “He has had enough. Are you trying to kill your son, Xandrius?” my father asks him. So that was his father’s name, I had wondered, he hardly spoke of his father and no one referred to him by name. Xandirus Wraith was a monster.“What? Of course not, Grayson. I am just saying Darius can handle more than you think.” My father shakes his head, and Darius watches them, his vision fuzzy. He just wanted it to end. “We are so close to a breakthrough. We can replicate it, be all-powerfu
My heart stutters in the real world as I watch Darius father through his eyes. A tiny six-year-old boy, he clenches his jaw, steels his resolve and lift his chin, stepping through the portal back to his waiting father. The moment he does, his father grabbed him.“What have you done?” Xandrius growls at his son, shutting the portal.“He’s useless to you now, dad,” Darius says, his gaze ice-cold. His father snarls, backhands him, making him hit the ground. He lands on the floor on his stomach. He wipes his bleeding lip and rolls over, sitting up, just as his door burst open. Darius cold gaze moves to the door to see his mother. “No!” she snaps at Xandrius as he starts undoing his belt. “Get out, Lilith!” he yells at his wife. She shakes her head, this was nothing new for Darius, his mother always fought for him, even though it just got her hurt. Darius gets up, his mother attacking his father just as he is whipped with the belt. The blows are repeatedly rained down, his mother taking
Tobias Darius was gone, and we were sealed in by Darius’ magic. Aleera was stuck in this memories state, her eyes flitting back and forth, her power magnifying with each tortuous second that passed as I paced back and forth while getting dressed. Black and gold webbing bleeds out of her pores, spreading like a rash over most of her body, her breathing becoming rapid as we watch her. Kalen’s worry and fear bleeding into me like poison as he chews his nails, staring absently at where Darius just left through a portal. Lycus grips his hair, he now has shorts on, but his fear is also potent, only amplifying mine. “What are we going to do?” Lycus whines, she had only been out for a few minutes, yet that was long enough for Darius to escape us and trap us in this room. We could still feel him, though we knew he was badly injured. We have tried to break the seal that snared us in, yet we were just wasting the energy and power we needed when it dropped.With each passing second, we felt
Aleera POVThe memories wouldn’t stop. I come to learn, through them, that the plague was never meant to be a plague at all. It was supposed to be a cure for Harmony-Fae who were dying off from some virus that spread like wildfire. Darius being Demonic-Fae was not affected by this virus, they couldn’t explain why, neither was his sister. However, what my father created was never a cure, it was a plague. Xandrius ordered him to destroy it when they realized what they created. After all the things I saw him do, I wasn’t sure how someone like him wanted to stop the unpredictable epidemic outbreak.And yet, they were hoping to find a cure. However, my father was scheming behind Xandrius’s back, plotting a way to take down the Demonic Kingdom and the Vamperic kingdom. From what I saw, he was adamant to destroy everything, sacrifice as many lives as needed, in his way just to get closer to his goal.My father became the very definition of a mad scientist with a god complex. All of his plan
Aleera POVThe fumes were horrendous, and the liquid bubbled like a potion some film directors portray only in sci-fi movies. I kept watching Darius as he started crushing up the devil's bane. My eyebrows furrowed in silent question. What was he planning to do with that thing? It was extremely toxic to demons, so getting a hold of that much of it had to be challenging. Was he trying to kill his own father?Darius added sulfur and a heap of other, even more dangerous, ingredients. I couldn’t stop wondering where, from who, and how the heck he got his hands on such poisons. It was such a wide variety of dangerous and toxic that I knew Darius had to be aware of the things he had there. It couldn’t be a coincidence. I refused to believe or even think that he had no idea what those things were. Besides, the book he had opened looked like it could have been at least a hundred years old. It wasn’t the plain old recipe book, either. And I knew he wasn’t baking a cake.My heart thundered ag