JACKSON What a crazy fucking night… At least it was a story that we could tell our pups one day. Oh well. The craziness was over with, and now I had my delicious mate in my grasp. I had to share her all fucking night, but the only one that I would share her with right now was Zeus, which he agreed with. We had been putting our own personal touch on this magnificent suite. It had brought my girl so much happiness when Cali showed us the things that people had been able to secure from her family. She did not know yet, but Ziyah would be creating pictures from her memories. It was just like what she had done with the memory cube. Vampire hearing was far more sensitive than our hearing, therefore their soundproofing was of the highest quality. That helped since Nellie had moved into her own room in the suite. There was no way that my little mate would ever be able to keep her voice down when she was drowning in her own ecstasy. I loved how vocal she was about her pleasure both verball

JACKSON The uptake in his heartbeat gave him away. I had seen the almost familiarity when Bane stepped up beside him, but I did not think much of it at the time. Was she recognizing him from those three weeks in Bane’s torture camp? He better pray that it was not or else he would learn the true meaning of torture. “I’ll give you one chance to spare some of the pain you’ll receive. What’s your real name, and what coven are you from?” she asked him in that same calm voice. That voice might make these idiots believe that they were not in danger, but it was actually quite the opposite. It was when she had that specific calmness that she was coiled tight, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. He was obviously a complete idiot because he just looked defiantly at her. Either he did not believe she would do anything or refused to give her the upper hand. Well, she did have the upper hand, so he would not be able to give it. She picked up a dagger and slowly walked around the table u

IMEELA I prayed that we got there in time before anything happened to them, and I prayed that they were still at the cave. There was no telling what all Bane or his lackeys had put them through. He was a sadistic sonofabitch after all. Venus and Roman accompanied Raul, Jackson, me, Santiago, Valeria, and Carmen to the cave. Thankfully, Raul knew where to go. I knew the grounds of our Palace and estate, but I did not venture out beyond that when I was a child. Jackson threw his cloak around us when we were about a mile out. It would keep us hidden, but we still needed to tread carefully because it did not hide the sounds of our presences. Off topic, this area was gorgeous. Thick woods surrounded us with a collection of beautiful trees. Their leaves were a variety of colors, adorning both the trees as well as the ground. Birds chirped high up in the trees while the sun streamed through the treetops. Chatter from up ahead caught our attention. Our steps slowed so that we could creep

JACKSONWe had prepared everything as much as possible for our dignitary visits.Since they would be traveling, we had ensured that there would be rooms prepared for them. Thankfully, the rooms for them were in the visitor’s wing, which was away from our humans and Fae friends.Not everyone who would be coming held the same ideals as us. This caused a precarious balance that we needed to handle. It needed to be done firmly, however we would not know how to properly balance that situation until it occurred.There were bound to be people determined to challenge our positions for different reasons.The biggest one was that many did not want the Precoza reign to be reinstated because that put them on a leash. Those who broke any of the laws that would be outlined within these visits would end up being punished.Secondly, they would see me not being a vampire as a slap in the species’ face or some shit like that. Not only would it be the very first time that the Vampire King was not a vampi

IMEELA (Ten Years Later) “Here you go, sweetheart,” I told my son, handing him the sippy cup, and situating him on my hip. Cyrus was just over a year old now. He was the spitting image of his father when it came to his brown hair, emerald eyes, and facial features. However, his skin tone took after me. He was already proving to be a sweetheart like his father though. He scrunched up his little nose as he flashed me one of those smiles that always made my heart swell with love. It was the smile that our other two children had perfected as well. “Sissy is with Daddy, so let’s go find your brother.” His little head bobbed as if in total agreement with the plan. It would be interesting to watch him grow up because he seemed to be following in his siblings’ footsteps. Both of them had developed beyond their ages. You would swear that they were older than they actually were. Vampire children often advanced quickly. It had always been believed to be that way as a survival instinct that