[Tabitha’s POV]I stare straight ahead at Bonnie as she lounges on my desk with a look of amusement on her face. I knew the minute she came bouncing in and beelined for me that she had seen the two assholes who stood outside, and now she wasn’t going to let me get away with not telling her what was going on and why they were here with me.When I had that run-in with Holly, all my patience was already gone, and my frustration was at an all-time high. Especially now that I knew what that bitch Holly was and couldn’t necessarily stay angry at Anthony like I wanted to.“Well?” Bonnie pushes as I continue to remain silent. “What’s the story?”“I don’t know what you mean,” I respond, playing dumb.“Don’t try to hide it,” she giggles. “You’re radiating with fae energy, and your neck is covered in hickeys. It’s clear you’ve been busy, but is it only the iceman, or are you back with Anthony again too? I didn’t take you as the type to be into threesomes, but…”“Enough,” I hiss, looking around t
[Tabitha’s POV]My eyes fly open to find that I’m lying on what feels like a bed adorned with silk covers. Blinking a few times, I try to clear my vision, only to find that everything remains blurry.Frowning, I attempt to get up but stop as I feel an arm around my waist, and when I wriggle around, I feel a strong body pressing against me.“Are you awake?” A deep voice that sends my heart racing asks. “Why didn’t you say something?”“I didn’t want to bother you,” I hear my voice respond. “You were sleeping so peacefully earlier.”“I wouldn’t have minded waking up to your beautiful face.”Immediately, understanding began to rush through me about what was going on, but I still didn’t quite understand who I was supposed to be in this.“Are you hungry?” The one I’m with asks as strong arms wrap around my body. “It has been quite a while since the last time you fed.”“A bit,” I admit. “But are you sure it’s okay?”“Of course,” he husks, nipping at my neck. “If it makes you happy, then I wi
[Anthony’s POV]I move slowly down the street while trying to calm the raging emotions that are threatening to drown me. Fuck, it was frustrating how things were with Tabitha, but thanks to that fucking succubus, there was no way we could go back to how we were.Fucking supernaturals. This was why I hated them all. They used their abilities to play with you as they please, and they didn’t give two shits if they fucked up your life or not.“Dammit!” I growl, punching the wall beside me while those on the street watch me. “Holly,” I continue, not giving two shits what they think. “When I get my hands on you, I’ll fucking kill you.”It wouldn’t make a difference if the world had one less disgusting succubus, and I was sure I could easily claim self-defense in the process.Letting wonderful thoughts of drawing that bitch's blood cloud my mind, I continue to move until I arrive at Morte Diem and head inside. Since it was early, there weren’t many people around, which meant that I wouldn’t
[Allister’s POV]I sit alone at the bar, eyeing the few people that dance together. Though it was early, I had come as soon as the sun went down so that I could complete my mission sooner. Since that bastard fae had hidden his hiding spot, I would need the help of his same species to help me unglamour it. And I had no luck the previous night.“Are you just going to sit there?” The bartender asks me.“And if I am?” I counter.“At least have a drink while you wait for whatever it is that you’re waiting for,” he responds. “It isn’t fun to be sober in a place like this.”A place like this. It was all but a sex club. Of course, being drunk or high was ideal, but for what I planned on doing, I needed to be completely sober.“I’m fine,” I huff, continuing to eye the dance floor until a man storms in and takes a seat beside me. “What’ll it be?” The bartender asks.“The strongest thing you have.”Fighting the laugh that wanted to escape me due to how fucking sad the man sounded, I begin to go
[Tabitha’s POV]I step out of the shower, allowing all the built-up steam to billow around me while I stand in the doorway, taking in the shirtless man on my bed. After leaving my apartment, we came back to Atticus’ place, and I immediately headed to the bathroom to clean myself since I felt dirty due to the vision I had.Even now, what I saw still left me feeling uneasy, and I couldn’t place why. Maybe it was because of how much desire I felt for the one I was with, or maybe it was because of the mummified-looking man I saw beforehand. I didn’t know, and I honestly didn’t want to think about it.“Are you just going to stand there?” Atticus asks, reminding me that I wasn’t in that time and place anymore. “Or are you going to come join me?”For a moment, I don’t move as I listen to the house below us, only to find that it is silent.“He isn’t here.”Nodding, I take in Atticus’ words as they stab me in the heart like a knife. Given what he did, I shouldn’t even care if he was here or no
[Atticus’ POV]“Oh, fuck, Atticus!”Tabitha’s voice rings out around us, along with the sounds of our skin slapping together as I fuck her hard and fast from behind. What the actual fuck was I doing right now? How could I actually give into my selfish desires to make her mine after seeing her so upset over a man?‘This is you,’ my darkness cackles. ‘You’re a selfish bastard that doesn’t give a shit about anyone else but you.’Letting out a growl of frustration, I squeeze Tabitha’s hips tighter and quicken my speed as my anger towards my current actions and my darkness' words envelope me until I can’t hardly stand it.“Dammit!” I hiss, pulling out and grabbing Tabitha’s leg so I can flip her onto her back. “This won’t fucking do!”Hoisting her leg over my shoulder, I lean forward and begin to thrust again while wrapping a hand around her throat. Where I touch, I can feel the pulse of the fucking mark one of those bastard vampires put on her, and it just pisses me off even more, making
[Vance’s POV]I look from Allister to the man that lays in his back seat with a busted temple and blood-clotted blonde hair while my mind whirls in an attempt to figure out exactly how my brother could do such a thing. This was taking it too far, even for him, which was saying quite a bit since Allister was known for being a bit too much.Of course, I had come to the garage to catch Allister when he came back because his actions recently came across as strange. Since meeting that woman at the bar, he has stayed out all night, and when he returned, he was usually out of it. I thought it could be due to excessive drinking, but now I'm not so sure.Narrowing my gaze, I continue to take in my brother as if I'll be able to read his thoughts on his face. However, I'm left with nothing except his shocked expression over what I've just revealed.“What do you mean this isn’t him?” Allister demands, looking at me in disbelief. “He wreaks of Tabitha’s scent.”“Tabitha?” I repeat, raising a brow.
[Vance’s POV]I slowly begin to move, making my way through the club while keeping my gaze fixed on the fae man that is heading toward the bar. When he takes a seat, I take the one beside him and wait as the bartender makes his way over to me.“What’ll it be?” He asks, eyeing me curiously. “If it involves blood, I have to admit that we are fresh out.”At his words, the fae man beside me jerks, and his gaze snaps to me. Immediately, his eyes flash a dangerous ice blue as energy begins to ripple around him, but before he can actually attack, the bartender shoots him a look of warning.“I’ve told you before, Atticus,” he snaps. “This is a place of peace, and there are to be no confrontations in here. If you have a bone to pick with this gentleman, then take it outside.”Chuckling, I tear my gaze away from Atticus and turn it back to the bartender.“I’ll have a whiskey.”Nodding, the bartender turns and begins to make my drink, and when he sits it in front of me, I turn my gaze back to At