Iris' POVKitana growled within me, activating every sense organ in my body. I tapped into her powers like a conduit ordained for ministration, allowing her take the wheels. My sight adjusted just fine to the darkness, my hearing became keener, and my fist was pumped ready for the party.The guard behind me tried to play a fast one on me with a surprise attack, but I heard every step he took, as though he was crawling all over me. He swung his hand, aiming for my head, but I ducked, and darted him a back kick in the abdomen that might have ruptured his spleen.Jackson jumped at me, with a dagger hanging over him. In a stomp, I leaped into the air above him, flashing him my violet eyes. He was spell bound by the colour of my eyes; it was an awesome experience to those who hadn't seen me in my full power. Personally, I was skeptical about what my full power would look like when I exploited it.With a descending kick against the top of his head, I smashed him into the ground between the

Gustav's POVI sat on the bed beside mother, cupping one of her hands in mine. Two days after the incident, and she was still comatose. Zelta had tried everything medicinal and magical, but she wouldn't budge. She remained in coma, defying all treatments.Iris. This was when I needed her the most. My mate should have been sensible enough to lend me her shoulder to lean on in my moments of crisis. The feisty female had decided to lead a wayward life, abandoning her mate because she thought she could take down anything. Fucking piece of pride!"The death of the young human wasn't necessary, Gustav." Drogo cleared his throat. "You went overboard with that.""His death was collateral damage." I replied, tucking mother's hand beside her. I rose up with a sigh and brushed past the old male to the sofa facing the bed. I want my eyes on mother. Whenever she woke up, I wanted to be the first breathing thing she saw. "Besides, she moved me to do it. Her foolishness got the better of her.""She'

Monica's POV."What's the point of keeping it to yourself? The way I see it, we're not leaving here alive." I pushed. If what Amber was saying is the truth, I couldn't shake off the feeling that there was a bigger truth to the whole story. Yesterday, Ben was her nephew, and today, he suddenly turned out to be her son. That was a little bit incredible to me, like a thunderbolt in a hail storm cracking through the sky in a flash.The thought I couldn't shake off was why Amber refused to tell Ben she was his mother? Isn't it one of the many joys of motherhood to hear your child call you 'mother'? Why did she sweep such vital information under the carpet that long?I should have known from the color of their hair and eyes. They were both light blond and blue-eyed. I'd thought it was a dominant family trait, a character that appeared in every generation. I couldn't wiggle the truth out of her because we weren't friends. Besides, saving Ludovic was of more importance to me than fixing the p

Gustav's POVThe terrific look on their faces was manically comical. I bet they never knew the dungeon had a secret weaponry in it. They must have thought the dungeon was nothing more than a bundle of chains at its best, or a mesh at its worst. I love it when I surprise my captives. I can't let them see what they're about to suffer. If they did, they'd prepare their body for what's to come, which would ruin all the pretty surprises.I stepped into the fairly large humid store, plastering a menacing grin on my face. The way my body charges up to torture scares the shit out of me sometimes, because I was damn good at it. I was born with the gift, and I never stopped improvising. I spied the machines and instruments in the room; some where small enough to sit on a shelf, while the others too big to sit on the shelf had their place on the ground."This will do." I snatched a drilling machine from the left wall, and dropped it on the metal table pushed to one edge of the store. "I'm not l

Monica's POV"Fuck me in all holes. I want to scream away the pain and hurt." I hollered. Iris thought she could get the best out of both men, flipping her hair at me like the bitch she was. But she's yet to find out the stuff I was made of. I can't let her have all the glory, outshining me. I'd salivated his touch anyway, longed to feel his dick stretching my hole, this was only a dream come true, I assured myself- an opportunity they say comes but once."Gustav, please," Iris began. "We can talk about this, and forget all that has happened between us. Don't forget all we've been through. We cants throw that all away.""You heard her," Gustav scoffed, referring to me, squirming out of his pants. "I can't say no to a lady in distress." He spanked my ass, rubbing his hands on the spot to ease the pain. "Did Ludovic say no to you when you begged him to lick your pussy?" He went on his knees and passed his tongue over the slit of my cunt, leaving me in hot shivers. I growled in ecstacy