[Diego’s POV]My eyes grow wide as shock rushes through me over what Chanel has just told me. After so many years of searching for Annemarie with no luck here, she was in the same fucking city as Rosalie. What were the fucking chances?"Diego, are you still there?” Chanel asks when the silence drags on too long. “Or have you already run off to search?”“No, I’m still here.” I say. “Thanks for the information.” I continue. “If you get to know anything else, be sure to tell me.”“Roger that.” Chanel chirps. “But do me a favor and bring my friend home.”For a moment, I don’t speak as her words make my heart squeeze painfully.“I’m trying.” I sigh. “Anyway, I’ll talk to you later. There’s something I need to do.”Hanging up, I head out of the room and then into the living room, where Kate and Landon sit watching cartoons. Or rather, Landon watches cartoons while Kate stakes out my room like a hawk.“Diego!” She chirps, jumping up and knocking Landon to the floor. When he hits his face fir
[Diego’s POV]I barge into Lester’s building, not bothering to announce myself, and when he comes out from the back with a look of annoyance on his face, I reach out and grab his shirt, pulling him close to me. Maybe I was being a little too rash, but I feared if I wasted too much time, whoever had Annemarie would disappear, taking my sister with him and leaving us without a lead.“Cameras now.” I growl, starting to pull him toward his back office. "There isn't any time to waste!"“Hello. Nice to see you too. How may I help you today?” Lester asks in annoyance. “Do you not know common curtesy?”“Fuck that.” I snap, shoving him into the back and following. “There’s an emergency, and I don’t have time for that bullshit. Cameras NOW!" I repeat urgently. "Get moving."“An emergency.” Lester repeats. “Did your woman run away again?”“She…” I begin, realizing that was actually a very strong possibility. “I’ll worry about that later.”For now, I knew that Rosalie was safe, as was the child t
[Rosalie’s POV]When the jet lands, I grab Geo and begin to move, but the minute the door opens, I find Gil standing in the way of my exit.“What is this?” He demands, glaring into the jet at Francine, who cowers behind me. “Rosalie?”“I’ll explain later.” I say quietly. “But not here.”Although I knew Gil trusted Francine, I couldn’t bring myself to discuss my abilities and what I was capable of around her. To this day, Gil was the only one who knew about me.For a moment, he doesn’t move as he examines me, clearly searching for some type of hint toward what is wrong, but when he doesn’t find it, he nods.“Alright,” he sighs, kneeling down and opening his arms. “Let me help you by taking this little stinker.”As he speaks, he picks up Geo, who isn’t the least bit happy about what he has been called, and cradles him against his chest.“Come on.” He says, motioning me forward. “We will talk along the way.”Nodding, I peek behind me to find Francine glaring, but she doesn’t speak. Inste
[Rosalie’s POV]My hand shakes as I stare at Diego’s number. Although I resolved to go through with this, now that it was actually happening, I couldn’t stop the waves of emotion that are beginning to rush through me.“If it’s that hard, you don’t have to do this.” Gil points out. “We can figure out another way to...”“No,” I say quickly, hitting dial and bringing my phone to my ear. “Excuse me.”Ignoring the look that Gil gives me, I start to move, making distance between us until finally Diego picks up.“Rosalie,” he breathes, his voice tickling my ear despite two phones and many miles being between us.For a moment, I don’t speak, as I find myself getting lost in the sound of it. Even after all these years, I can’t stop my heart and body from reacting to him. Dammit. I was truly weak.‘Don’t forget the reason you called.’ Hana urges me, snapping me out of my daze. ‘We have to stop the darkness.’‘Right.’ I murmur, pushing aside all the emotions that are attacking me.“Rosalie.” Die
[Diego’s POV]I wait as Rosalie stares at my hand. Though she asked for permission to touch it, it was clear that she didn’t actually expect me to say yes.“Go on,” I urge her, enjoying her expression of discomfort. “You’re going to make me embarrassed too if you don’t do something soon.”At my words, a blush creeps across her porcelain cheeks, causing my lycan to start to stir and my desire to flare.Goddess, she was beautiful, and I truly missed getting to see such things from her.Swallowing, Rosalie reaches out and touches my palm, causing our connection to come alive, and once she lets her eyes flutter shut, I do the same.Instantly, I’m there—the time and place where she saw Annemarie. She looks the same as I remember, except for being exhausted and strained. Could the man she was with be holding her hostage? If so, who the fuck was he, and what was his purpose?Tearing my gaze away from her, I look around until I spot him, and I feel rage rush through me. Although the chiseled
[Diego’s POV]I wait while Giddeon plops down in a chair with a look of curiosity on his face. Once I’m certain that I have everyone’s full attention, I let out a breath.“Do you remember that bastard Bernard?” I ask, letting his fucking face flash in my mind. “The one who was in the same year as Annemarie?”“The one that worshipped the very floor that she walked on?” Giddeon asks. “Vaguely. Are you saying he is the one who has been keeping her hidden for the past five years?”“That’s right.” I confirm. “So does that mean that he had something to do with the plague that found its way to Moon Storm?”Growing quiet, I try to find a way that the two could possibly be connected. Back at the academy, Bernard and I were rivals. Our grades and strength were on par with one another, although in the end I was the one who usually came out victorious.If he were responsible for the darkness, wouldn’t he have attacked Moon Storm during that time, or was there something that changed during that ti
[Rosalie's POV]“One.”I swallow down the knot that is beginning to form in my throat.“Two.”My body comes alive in anticipation of the chase that is about to come.“Three.”I burst forward, throwing myself into the labyrinth ahead of me while the blare of trumpets ring out around me.Together with many others, I rush forward in hopes of gaining my freedom and escaping doom. From this point on it is every man and woman for themselves and if you dare get in anyone's way they'll trample you.“You better run and hide, because when I catch you, you're mine, little criminal.”I don't look back as the cold voice echoes around me. It causes my heart to leap and my stomach to churn while I continue to move further into the labyrinth ahead in hopes of evading capture.This was how it worked at the auctions. You were sold to the highest bidder, but before you went to them, you were given the opportunity for freedom. Once you are sold, you are sent to the labyrinth and set free. Then it all cam
[Rosalie’s POV]“Rosalie, sweetie, this is your father,” my mother cooes, urging me from behind her. “Come out and say hello.”In the beginning, life wasn't so bad. I lived a modest life with a loving mother who worked hard to give me the things that I needed. It wasn't bad and we had each other, but even that wasn't enough and eventually led to the start of a dark spiral into despair, lies, deceit, and a struggle for power.I was born to a maid who lived in the countryside. This particular maid fell in love with a handsome warrior who just so happened to have a secret identity that he never revealed to her. And because of that, I didn’t meet my father until I was five years old. All I knew of him were the stories that my mother told, and although I hoped one day he would return and save us, I knew deep down that he wouldn't, and I had in the end convinced myself that he was a liar who tricked my gullible mother.Slowly, I began to move while clutching my mother’s skirt so that I had