MALACHI'S POV I was in a panic, every cell in my body felt like it was going in thousands of different directions. I could only think about was River, and Victor taking her. I didn't know everything he would do to her, but I was sure he would rape her just yet. Not till her birthday, so I had a few months to figure out where she was. Doing this would take every resource I had. Morgan was almost as panicked as I was, his newly found sister was just ripped from him. That fight was obviously just to keep me distracted while he hunted her down and it worked. Only a few lycans lost their lives, but only a couple of vampires escaped. I gathered more of my wolves to my house, within days it was crawling with lycans. I needed to find Victor and kill him painfully and then needed to find my mate. Not just my mate, but the love of my life. God, I loved her so much and I hadn't taken the moment to be brave enough to tell her that. I was in the living room waiting for everyone to settle
RIVER'S POV I wasn't exactly sure how I've been down here in this nasty fucking dungeon, but I know it's been quite a long time. I was caked in dirt and dried blood from the beatings my parents gave me and Victor's regular feedings. I hadn't eaten the entire time I was there. My stomach no longer growled; it ached. I hadn't been given anything to drink either. I just dealt with the IV fluids they gave me what seemed to be twice daily. At some point, I believe I heard someone say it had sugar in it, which is why I haven't had my blood sugar crash. I yearned for Malachi and my family. My whole body was aching, and I just wished to be held tightly by Malachi. His soft touch touching my skin, making the pain go away. But my shoulders and face especially hurt from the hitting and having my arms chained above my head. Despite how I was feeling, I still had faith that Malachi would find me. I needed him to find me. I would only be able to hold on for so long at some point. Sadly, I am pred
MALACHI'S POV I paced back and forth in front of the vampire chained to a wall in my dungeon. The silver burned enough to keep him from moving. Instead, he smirked at me, looking far too confident for my liking. "You'll never find her, you know?" He said to me, I glared at him, and he smiled, "by the time you do, Victor will have fucked her till she can't stand popping out little hybrid babies that she will never get to love." I hit him, leaving an echoing crack across the room. He spat out blood and smiled at me. Morgan entered the room holding a large syringe with a thick needle. The liquid inside of it was purple. The vampire looked at it confused. "It's garlic, wolfsbane, blackthorn, and I know your species' personal favorite verbena. It's been sitting in a large pot soaking together for days now. It's a recipe I found in the library here. Something made by Malachi's ancestors." Morgan explained to the vampire, who lost his snarky grin sometime during the explanation. "You s
MALACHI'S POV It's been a long week with River. She is finally starting to come around and her injuries are taking a lot longer to heal than we anticipated. We all assumed it may be because she isn't really eating or drinking much so her body is creating enough energy to heal her, that and her obvious blood loss. It's getting better, but very slowly. The second day after we'd gotten her home I carried her into the shower and sat there with her washing her hair and body. Getting the dried blood off her and examining the severity of the injuries, and more specifically the bite marks left by Victor. I was beyond irate seeing those marks. All of her injuries, her frail body just skin and bones, angered me. But the bites. Biting was generally reserved for marking your mate, but he wasn't marking her in that way, he was draining her of her blood until she was just on the brink of dying and then stopping. I could see the needle marks in her arms so, I assumed he was drugging her and possib
RIVER'S POV I had finally gained back about fifteen pounds since I hadn't gotten to really expand my stomach. Months of starvation makes eating a lot almost impossible. It was my birthday today, and I honestly wasn't sure who was more excited. Me or Malachi. I knew tonight he and I would appropriately be able to have sex for the first time. But tonight was also the night I ascend into my hybrid self. It was a scary and exciting revelation. It was 10 a.m, and the house was buzzing with excitement. I think that part of everyone's excitement was the fact I could adequately protect myself against, well, everyone. The other part is that they know in the next few days, they would become hybrids themselves. I would become immortal and a force of nature in a few hours. It was a strange day. I felt off, and I assumed it was all the emotions I was feeling and possibly the beginning of physical changes. Malachi spent most of his day with his eyes black, so I knew he was just chomping at the
RIVER'S POV I took a deep breath when I finally woke up that morning. The air felt different in my lungs, and there was a taste left on my tongue. Each cell in my body felt like it was alive with excitement. I rolled over to face Malachi and watched him open his eyes and smile at me. "Good morning, beautiful," he greeted me with a massive grin before stretching. "How are you feeling?" "Different," I said, and he rolled over on top of me then kissed me. "How so?" He asked; his eyes were lighter than I had ever seen them. He was feeling peaceful. "I don't know the air has a taste. And it feels different when I breathe. You feel different to the touch," I explained, stroking his big arms. "That's the lycan, and I believe vampire in you. Our senses are intensified—all of them. I'd say wait till sex when everything is heightened, but I'm not so sure anything we do will top last night," he said, "speaking of last night. How do you feel physically?" "Uh, pretty good, actually. Chan
BRICE POV I was just exhausted from everything. I know I was a bit withdrawn from everyone and everything and that happened every once in a while when I get stressed. I've never experienced such stress in my entire life. It's understandable to me. I had gone through a lot over this past year. I loved River though so I dealt with it but seeing her with Malachi, her mate wasn't the easiest thing to see. In fact, her not being my mate was a large pill to swallow. I was debating on the idea of becoming a hybrid, I don't think I could spend my entire life watching the woman I loved being with someone else. I knew I was destined to find a mate, and when I did the feelings I have for River now would become but a distant memory. Until then it was hard. And what if my mate wanted to become a hybrid would I want to turn then? I don't know. I just wanted to hide under a rock right now. I wasn't all for the idea of immortality as it is. We aren't meant to live forever. Not lycans anyway it isn't
MALACHI POV I was up early that morning. Not sure if it was excitement or if I was anxious about testing the theories Morgan had on turning others into hybrids. If we could do it successfully, then that meant we could turn ourselves. And I could spend all of eternity with her. I wanted a child, too; the more I was around her, the more I wanted it. I know it was a lot of the animal part of me desiring the child, but I think I wanted a child with her in general. Now wasn't the right time, though. We weren't in a position for child-rearing yet, as Morgan said one thing at a time. First, we needed to make hybrids, so we knew how to turn us into them. So, I strolled down the stairs to our soundproofed room containing the cells that housed our rival lycans. "You are going to regret this, Malachi!" The woman said she was the only female we got. We hadn't wanted a woman because we expected that perhaps River would have a harder time risking a woman, but we needed three to test the theories