Kieran’s POV“Search the area, my pet.” I order my Raven, watching through his eyes as he circles around the dark forest in search of my missing bride. “She can’t have gone far without our knowing.” Anxiety rises within my system as my faithful pet continues flying through the forest with no sighting of my bride. Where could they have gone without my knowing? I have had eyes all through the forest, watching her as she makes her way deeper into the darker parts. My fist slams down on the diamond desk spread out before me, a small crack appearing from the force of my fist. Just then my mother walks into my office, her brow raised in question as she stares at me in curiosity. Pulling my consciousness from my pet, I turn and glare at my mother, upset at her interruption. “What do you want Mother, as you can see, I am busy.” I growl at her, my annoyance with her coming through in my words.Instead of being put off by my foul mood, my mother seems amused by the fact that something is both
Eve’s POV“It is no use Morgana.” Adam says for the millionth time since arriving here in these cells. “The doors are spelled shut and you are not going to break through them.” He leans his head against the dirty wall, closing his eyes as if he does not have a care in the world. “Bloody Incubus.” I mumble under my breath, earning a chuckle from Adam. My anger rising, I spin on him, placing my hands on my hips as I glare down at him. “You could help me instead of sitting there telling me how pointless this is.”One of his eyes pops open as he lets out a tired sigh. “Our Queen will stop at nothing to get you back Morgana.” Adam says gently, closing his eyes once again. “All we have to do is survive until she finds us.”Feelings of defeat rush through my system as sadness threatens to take over. I walk over to where Adam sits up against the wall and take a seat beside him, drawing my knees up and resting my cheek against my knees. “What if Jamari is stuck in a cell somewhere in this pla
Jamari’s POVIt has been three days since the man who kidnapped me has returned to my prison, and that is what this hut has become, a prison. Even though I have the freedom to walk out of the hut door if I want, it would mean nothing good for me if I did. The few times that I ventured to take a peak out of the hut door, my eyes have been met with the hungry gaze of dirty men lounging around, just waiting for me to make the mistake of leaving the safety of this hut. The only people that I have seen since being thrown in my hut are the women who bring me food three times a day and warm water to bathe in at the end of each day. I was too afraid to strip down and bathe the first night here, scared that it was a trick and the man would come in and rap me if I stripped away my clothing, but by the second day I risked it because I couldn’t stand my smell any longer. Now, on day four, I would welcome the man’s company, if for nothing else than to learn where my mate and Adam are being held.
Jamari’s POV As much as I have prayed to the Goddess that my baby would stop trying to rush their birth so they won’t be born in the Fae Realm, my prayers have gone unanswered. I find myself alone in a barren hut, in the middle of a ruthless camp, about to give birth to my child on my own. I would ask if this day could get any worse, but I fear that it could. If those men outside of this hut sense that I am in labor, they could pounce on me while I am weakened. I would not be able to defend myself, and my child, while going through the pains of labor. And it is painful as hell. Another delightful thing that women failed to tell me about. Another pain moves through my lower back on its way to my lower abdomen, nearly wrenching a painful scream from my lips. ‘You must be quiet Mari, we can’t let them know what is happening in this hut.’ I clench my teeth against the pain, ignoring Rieka’s words as I breath through the pain currently assaulting my body. She is not the one that is cu
Morgana’s POV “Here Adam.” I thrust my hand in front of his face, a bowl of soup appearing in my outstretched hand. “It has been three days since anyone has come down to check on us, we need to keep our strength up.” Adam reaches out and grabs my offered bowl of soup with a grumbled “thank you”.Settling myself on the dirty floor beside him, another bowl of soup appears in my hands. With a heavy sigh, I dig into the soup, making sure that I finish every last drop in order to keep up my strength for when the man returns. If the man returns. After three days of nothing it is coming more apparent that he has left us here to die. Three days of sitting in this cell, worrying about Jamari and whether her and her child are safe or even alive. Well, I know she is alive, I can feel her energy still strong as ever through our mate bond. That is the only thing that has kept me from going crazy in this dark, dirty cell. That, and Adam is actually pretty good company. He has remained calm under
Morgana’s POV Exiting the cells that are located beneath one of the abandoned huts on the outskirts of the village, we walk into chaos. Everywhere we turn, members from the Blue River Pack were fighting for their lives against an unknown enemy. Women, and even some children, can be seen fleeing the attack, running blindly into the forest surrounding the village. Fire explodes in one of the huts as we try to sneak past it, three women barely dressed run from the burning hut screaming. Adam and I stand and watch in silence as the women disappear somewhere into the forest. My gaze switches to Adam’s, a look of uncertainty passing between us. “I am not sure that these are my brothers and sisters.” He says to me, a frown scrunching up his brows as he looks around at the destruction of the village. Just then a man steps out from behind one of the burning huts. At least I am pretty sure it was a man, they had the build of a man, but every piece of their body has been covered with black
Jamari’s POVWaking from my slumber, I stretch slowly, working out muscles sore from Goddess knows what. Rolling to my side, I reach over to feel for my Kings, but find the bed empty beside me. Popping open an eye, I find myself in a bed that is not my own, in a room that is not mine in any of the Realms. Memories flood my system as I recall what happened just before passing out however long ago. Jerking up in bed, my gaze wanders around the same barren room that I was trapped in for four days, devoid of any sign of life. My hand reaches down and moves over my flat stomach, causing panic to rise up within me. It wasn’t a dream. I really did give birth to my child, but where is she? Flinging the blankets off of me, I move my legs to hang over the side of the bed. In my rush to get up, I trip over my own feet and fall hard on the floor with a loud thud. A cry of pain moves past my lips, filling the quiet around me as I try to pull myself up from the floor. My unsteady legs threaten t
Jamari’s POV“What happened after I passed out?” I ask Adam and Morgana. Pulling down on the oversized shirt, a shirt that I have no idea where it came from, I pull little Rose close to my breast in an attempt to feed her. One of the only things that I have learned about being a new mother is that sometimes breastfeeding doesn’t work out the way that we would hope. This wouldn’t be a bad thing if we were in one of the other Realms where there are alternatives to breast milk, but being trapped here in the dark forest doesn't leave me any other options. Rose nuzzles against my breast for a moment before opening her mouth wide and latching on to my hardened nipple as if she has been doing this all of her life. Which I guess technically she has seeing as she was only just born a little over an hour ago. My drifts away from the precious girl gulping down milk and back up to Adam and Morgana, who’s loving gazing is focused on the new Princess of the Demon Realm. Hopefully she gets her fa