‘What will he be doing in the dungeons? Training new vampires? Hannah might be amongst them but when I checked the other day before leaving the higher council she was not here, and I am not picking up her scent,’ Paris thought but continued to follow the scent.Paris noticed there was no guard or prisoners in the Dungeons but continued to follow Andre’s scent.“Paris, my old friend, where is your girlfriend?” Paris heard Torvald just as he was about to leave the dungeons trough the back to a part of the castle he has never been.“Torald? You are still alive,” Paris paused in front of his cell that was at the very end.“Let me drink from you,” Torvald compelled Paris.“Oh, yeah, I forgot you are actually a Prehistoric,” Paris said, giving his palm to Torvald, while hyming the shaman rhym. Being amongst Prehistoric all the time now Paris made sure to wear a shaman neckless, especially since the females continued to try their luck with him.Just as Torvald reached out to take Paris’s pa

‘You sitting on the King’s throne is fitting,’ Queen Amirah mind linked him back. ‘Does he know that you can mind link with other species? Can you still mind link with him?’‘He does not know, and I have not tried to mind link with him, but I doubt I will be able to as my wolf was burnt to death,’ Wynn mind linked back. ‘No one but Ami, Andre and you know,’ Wynn mind linked her leaving Torvald out as he clearly knows who and what he was, all this time, ‘but what about Shysie? What about my daughter?’ Wynn wondered, but kept it to himself.“Why are the two of you staring at each other in this weird way?” Deacon asked, looking at them.“I will check in with you if I hear anything about Jessica,” Wynn said, and stood up, “by the way, you are right, the King’s chair is on the harder side.”“What about her?” Queen Amirah asked, pretending not to know anything.‘Don’t play dumb, I already saw that you know about Jessica,’ Wynn mind linked her.“She has been abducted,” Deacon said.“I will s

Back in Alaska.“I am going to the higher council to take care of a few things. Perhaps I can get a lead on Jessica,” Michael said to Ann, that was sitting in his arms at the compound.“Ok, please call me as soon as you have word,” Ann said, worried sick about Jessica.“I will,” Michael said, leaning in and kissing her soft lips, thinking, ‘I can never get enough of her kisses.’Michael sped off, leaving Ann with her fingers on her own lips, savoring his kiss.Ann walked home, wondering where Paris was and if he was ok. One hybrid already told her he left the higher council a day ago.***Paris was speeding towards Canada and took shelter at Dario and Hanna’s loft for a day before continuing his journey to the location in Canada that he saw in Torvald's memories.‘I just have to see her. I need to know if she is still alive,’ Paris thought, conflicted. ‘Will my feelings change for Ann? No, Ann is my true love, but I need to get closure with Soraya,’ he thought as he neared the locatio

“I saw this in your memories, this place,” Soraya said.“It was supposed to be our home. You chose it yourself,” Paris said, smiling.“How long before you think Merch will realize that I am not coming home?” Soraya asked.“What is the longest you have stayed away before?” Paris enquired.“Three hours,” Soraya said.“It's been three hours already, you should bathe so that we can continue our journey,” Paris suggested.“Why should I bath?” Soraya wondered since she was not the one doing all the running.“Your perfume,” Paris said.“I think it is a bit too late for that now,” Soraya said, thinking she should have bathed before they left.“Just go bath. I will go get you something to wear,” Paris said.Paris pulled some of his own clothes from his closet for her to wear, putting it to his nose. “smells old, but will have to do.”“I am leaving the clothes and a towel in the room,” Paris said through the bathroom door.Soraya looked at her surroundings. “Paris, how is it that the water is h

Paris was counting down the hours that felt like a lifetime and now and then forced himself to look at Soraya, that was sleeping. ‘I love her, but I love Ann more. Urg, how can I even love if I don’t even have a bloody heart?’ Paris brushed a stranded lock of hair out of Soraya’s face. “It is time to go princess.” Soraya’s eyes fluttered open, and she smiled at Paris, reaching out and touching his face. Paris folded his hand over hers. “ready?” Before Soraya could even respond, he picked her up and sped off, hoping that Merch and his nest won’t catch up to them before he reached Alaska. *** “Wife,” Merch greeted casually when Paris entered the nest house with Soraya in his arms. Soraya’s face went white as the blood drained from her face. Paris's eyes went from Merch to Shysie as he slowly put Soraya down on her feet. “I know you,” Soraya said, frowning at Shysie, but didn’t know from where. “She is your girlfriend. One of them?” Soraya questioned, remembering what she saw w