Trinity POV “I said do it!” My anger rolls off me and slams into the medical staff, pushing them slightly backwards. Their eyes widen as a doctor softly replies, “But we don’t know if it will work. We should…” I’ve had enough. I cut him off and growl, “His blood works on me. How do you know my blood won’t do the same for him? Do as I say, and if it doesn’t work, you can try something else.” My heart pounds against my chest as rage consumes me. I don’t have to ask who is responsible for this. Drake and his father are behind it. I know it. The doctor stares at me, but after a few seconds, he slowly nods. “Okay. We will try your blood. Maybe you are right, and your blood does the same for him as his does for you. Let’s hope you are right.” I don’t waste another second and push past the medical staff to the side of the stretcher with Lance’s torn and blood splattered body. I bite the end of my finger, and when the blood pools on the end, I rub it around his lips and
Lance POV Ugh… Every part of me hurts, including my hair. What happened? Images instantly flash through my head of a duffle bag and someone screaming threats. Then someone pulls out a little black box with a red button from the bag. I take a quick glance at the hospital and remember all the helpless people who are inside. Without thinking, I use my fast reflexes and charge forward, trying to seize control of the trigger. A sinister laugh echoes in my ears as the guy presses the button. I don’t think twice before I snap the guy’s neck and spin around, catapulting forward in a blink of an eye and covering the duffle bag. My only hope and thought are to save the people in the hospital. Other people pile on top of me, trying to help. My last flickering thought is of my mate and our unborn child. I hope they are safe. The bomb explodes under me and pain rips through me before everything goes blank. Did I survive? Did the others? Luckily, my royal blood makes it harder
Drake POV“Are you sure both the King and the Crown Prince are gone? Do we have confirmation of it from someone reliable?” I stare at my father and look for any sign he was lying to me. He shakes his head. His greasy, uncombed black hair sways back and forth with several strands sticking out. “I have it from a very reliable source. The son was killed in the hospital explosion, while his father was killed in the explosion after we had escaped the room. You can stop worrying about it. The only one we need to focus on now is the third royal which we don’t have any information about. I don’t know who the person is or where they have been hiding. The mother is off on another one of her research projects and might not know about what has happened to her husband and son.”I narrow my eyes and glare at him while he leans against the dirty wall. “Are you sure she isn’t the third royal your people are referring to? Did she, by chance, come home to visit and was back during the attac
Trinity POVWith my mind full of all the various pressing matters at hand, including the hunt and capture of Drake and his father, I step into the room beside Lance’s room in the bunker. Lance’s mother looks up at me from beside the bed. “Chad is doing a little better today. How is Lance? I feel bad I haven’t stopped in to see him much, but I know you are there.” A hint of regret is woven through her words and written across her face. I shrug my shoulders and give her a small grin. “He wants to get up and see his friend and the other injured people. I’m sure it won’t be long now before he sneaks over here. He doesn’t have far to go.”A faint spark shines in her gray hazel eyes, but it doesn’t overpower the tiredness and the dullness they have become. Her natural glow has faded almost immediately upon seeing Lance in such a battered state while not being able to get the King to respond to her constant attempts to reach him through their link. Her long strawberry blonde hair,
Lance POVI could stand facing my fiercest enemy and never shake or fear them like I am now looking at my mate’s mother. The disapproving look in her eyes rocks me to my core. I take a shaky breath. “Uhm, what questions do you have for me? First, though, I want to apologize for not coming to you and Alpha Edward as soon as we’ve figured out we were mates. I had been talking with the Alpha and had gone to your pack for the investigation, but I had said nothing. I apologize for not following proper etiquette. Please, forgive me.”In a softer tone, I add, “My father decided it was best to keep it hidden until the culprit was captured. I was just following orders.”My heart pounds in my chest as I glance to the side of my bed. She shifts slightly in the chair and presses her lips together, but she remains silent, which speaks louder than actual words. Gulp.“Trinity has told you about her pregnancy. Unfortunately, we haven’t told Alpha Edwards yet, but the plan had been to come
Drake POVI whip around and glare at my father as he leans up against the hide out’s dirty wall. “I can’t sit around waiting for things to clear up. We need to do something. They are weak right now, and we can easily take care of the rest, both Alpha Edward’s pack and the Lycans. We should seize the opportunity.” My frustrations boil over. My father takes a bite of a red apple and stares at me while he chews. His eyes are blank and hold no emotions, so I can’t tell what he is thinking. He swallows and waves his hand, holding the half eaten apple. “We can’t go too soon. It isn’t safe.”Safe. What is he thinking? We are sleeping in a dingy house. I don’t think the water is clean either. It has a foul smell, and I feel like I have a thin layer of something on me after taking a bath. Besides the stench, the water has a slight tan color. I know better than to drink it.The lumpy and dust filled beds aren’t much better either, which matches the nasty furniture. I’m sure if
Drake POVMy eyes dart back and forth as my ears perk and strain to hear anything little noise around me. The only sound I hear is my heart pounding in my chest. Hesitantly, I whisper, “Do you think someone is outside?”My father slowly spins around and narrows his eagle eyes, taking in everything but remaining silent. I swallow the lump in my throat and softly ask, “Do you…”His lips press together, and he shoots me a glare as his finger snaps up into the air, being my only warning. Is someone really out there? Am I right that we should have moved sooner? Something else snaps outside but on the other side of the house. My head jerks around and my ears perk up, trying to hear anything else, but I can still only hear the pounding of my heart. I need a weapon. My mind goes blank. Where are the weapons? We have brought a few, but not too many. My mind runs through every probable place in the house. Shit. They are upstairs in the bedroom, if that is what you can call the room
Trinity POVI scan the stack of papers on the table before I glance over my shoulder at Lance. My nervousness with the formal side of Lycan royalty and the associated responsibilities is easing a bit, but I’ve only been handling it for a couple of weeks. Lance has a stack of papers and a tablet, toom working through his backlog. He has been getting restless and wanting to get out of bed, but the paperwork is keeping him still and in bed, much to the doctor’s delight. After a few minutes, he looks up and our eyes lock. The corner of his mouth slides up as he playfully asks, “Do you need something? Or maybe you are enjoying the view?”I shake my head. “No. I was looking to see if you are alright.”The gold flecks in his eyes glow as he slowly tilts his head. “Are you going to come take care of me if I’m not alright? I could use a good massage to ease the tension in my body.” His half smile morphs into a mischievous smirk. “I can tell you where to rub to make everything feel