RIAN Sebastian was barely holding himself together, letting little snippets of his thoughts through that he thought he was keeping private. Losing Lucius would seem insignificant to most, a blessing to others, but to him, he was what made becoming a Vamp bearable. Lucius used to be carefree, a light where they had none. Sebastian was broken when I found him today, and I had to be careful not to give away my access to his thoughts. He’s my mate. Alice is my mate. There is nothing I wouldn’t do for either of them and although it may take time to prove that to him… he will see.  I cared about how Sebastian was dealing with it all, but the priority right now was finding Alice and getting her to the safety of our home.  The text message I received almost sent my beast

  LINDEN    Ace was growling in my head, and as the light filtered through my eyelids... I wish it didn’t. I can’t be alive without her.  I don’t want to be.  I can’t survive this.  My body moves on its own accord, a sudden surge in my movements causing me to go off the bed, getting tangled up in a number of tubes that are now pulling at my skin as the coolness of the hard tile flooring reminds me that I'm really here.  “Thank fuck,” Nixon’s voice reached me just as he righted me and his forehead was against mine.  “I want to see Marcy’s body,” I snapped out, the warmth from him doing nothing to su

  ALICE  'You can’t kill the Lord’s without killing me... Bash has been my mate, our mate, for over a century.' Rian's words echoed in my head, like a stun grenade that disabled my brain from any logic or reality filtering in. Did he just say what I think he said? My dirty fantasy coming to fruition and my hell on Earth realized all at the same time? I was back in Rian's arms, begging Onyx to take me back, begging Onyx to take my side here and let us just finish this once and for all, but Nixon denying me access to him seemed to force my world to settle in around me. The warmth of his forehead making me instantly regret leaving the pack, leaving Linden. '...Killing your mate is a sure way to death town... it's time to do what feels right...'

  ALICE “She did,” I nodded and Ian flashed to me, grasping my cheeks with both hands and holding my full attention. “Your LUNA turned?” There was a slight panic in his actions, a wildness in his eyes that had his body tensing.  “She was a Witch, not a Wolf,” he relaxed slightly as I finished, “but yes, when I carried her back-” “You didn’t…” Ian interrupted me, looking at me with disbelief, “why didn’t you scent her first? She could have-” “She looked pretty dead,” I cut him off, staring at him with a trained lack of expression, “I was carrying her, with no wolf to help me, walking on freshly reset and barely healed legs after that psycho crushed and ripped every part of my leg apart - so sorry that I lost the ability to sc

  ALICE “Nix-”  “He’s up,” Nixon interrupted me, “but he’s on a warpath.” “But is he-” “Ours? Of course,” he sighed, “but he needs you, please tell me you got right to-” “I’ll meet you downstairs when you’re done,” Rian pressed his lips to the sensitive spot behind my ear, dragging his thumb across my lips as he cradled my face in his hand, waiting for me to acknowledge him. My eyes darted to the door, wondering where and when Ian would reappear, “He won’t interrupt you,” Rian tapped his ear to tell me without having to verbalize it that Ian could still hear me no matter where I was. “Why do you seem so relaxed about all of this?” I half demanded as Rian left.