Chapter 118

AXL We sit around the table, making small talk and smiling politely, doing our utmost to maintain the pretense of grateful house guests while every cell in my body screams at me to tear out our host’s throat. Even back to full strength, I would likely fail, but I’d still give my life to try. What I won’t give, however, is Ophelia’s heart. Or her safety. And I made her a promise that I wouldn’t do anything stupid and get myself killed. But even without that promise, she needs all of us because we need to find our sire, and I will be fucked if I let his piece-of-shit brother get his hands or his fangs on my girl, and I would tear his body to shreds before I’d let him rape her. Axl, calm down, baby, she cautions through our bond. If I can hear your heart beating like that, so can he. I know, princess. I just fucking hate him so much. And now he’s glaring at me like he knows exactly what I’m thinking, and part of me doesn’t give a single fuck if he does. “You know we’re supposed to have a