“Well then,” Mila said with a self-satisfied sigh. “I suppose there’s no use in more theatrics. You two will be returned to your chambers to begin the memory extraction process, and the undead boy here…” She paused, tapping her chin thoughtfully. “I think I’ll keep him, actually. After a bit of reed
Nina The first thing I felt was the sensation of soft carpet on my cheek. Then, I felt hands on me, lifting me up to a sitting position. The third thing I noticed were faces: Enzo, Luke, my mother and my brother. “Nina?” Enzo murmured. “Nina, are you okay?” I nodded stiffly, although my throat
Nina “Nina, Enzo. Please, come in.” Enzo and I exchanged a wary glance with each other before we stepped into my father’s study. He was sitting behind his massive mahogany desk, leaning back in his leather chair with one leg crossed widely over the other. Hardly a moment ever passed when I was
My father’s voice trailed off at that point. He dropped his head a bit, as though the memories pained him to recount. “We shared secrets with one another,” he said. “Secrets that no one else—not even your mother, Nina—ever discovered.” “But it all went south, didn’t it?” Enzo whispered. Aldric
Nina The cool summer night air was a refreshing feeling; it was much more moderate here, where my dad’s mansion resided in the north. Nothing at all like the heat and thick humidity of the jungle where Mila had created her horrific kingdom. “I just can’t believe it,” I whispered, hanging my head
Enzo The leather punching bag felt like steel under my sore knuckles, but I kept punching. No matter how out of breath and tired I got, I couldn’t stop. Not when something so important was on the horizon. Mila. It had been almost two weeks since our escapade in the dread queen’s obsidian palac
My voice trailed off. I didn’t want to say it, but I didn’t really need to; Matt knew what I was talking about. “It’s okay to be angry, Enzo,” he said softly. “Just don’t take it out on her.” “I’m not. You can trust me on that.” I ran a hand through my hair and sighed. Truthfully, ever since t
Nina “Hold still.” I dabbed at Matt’s bloody nose with an antiseptic wipe. He winced, but didn’t pull away as I cleaned away the oozing blood to reveal raw, bruised skin. “It’s not broken,” I said softly. “Just cut up real good.” “Fuck. I’m so sorry, Matt,” Enzo, who was standing beside me w