Frustration filled Faelon's mind as Aira ignored him completely. Aira jerked her arm from his grasp once they reappeared inside the house. She rushed up the stairs to her bedroom holding her hands to her chest weeping. Atlas was glaring at him and so was his son Asher."You should tell him what you saw in Salis's mind," Asher stated bluntly. Shaking his head, Atlas side-eyed Faelon."That bullheaded ass won't listen to me. He was raised by Lucifer and is just like him," he spat. "My mother will convince him. She looked shocked after what you told her," Atlas mumbled softly. Rolling his eyes at them both, Faelon frowned and searched for Sophia. Finding her sitting in the living room. She rushed up to him in concern."Did you find our daughter?" She asked curiously and he nodded. Faelon crushed Sophia to his chest in need of her love."I feel terrible, Aira is devastated by the absence of that bastard. Yet I am honor bound to take his life," he cursed."Why can't we just live in peace,
Exiting Aira's bedroom, Hoka looked at all the concerned faces."The soul split worked as they were already soulmates. Salis's injuries are bad and I countered the black Magik but at a price," He stated plainly. Grabbing his upper arms firmly, Faelon looked directly into his eyes."What price?" He inquired. Narrowing his eyes, Hoka exhaled deeply."I used a lot of energy so I am weak for the moment and need my mate," he muttered hoarsely. Faelon caught him before he fell from exhaustion."Atlas! Go get your brother's husband!" Faelon shouted."Geesh loud mouth, I'm standing right here. Give me him and I will transport him to the guest house," Atlas grunted in annoyance. Looking sheepishly at the reaper, Faelon told him he was sorry. Laughing lightly, Atlas side-eyed him."You are always a sorry sot," he teased then vanished with his brother. Faelon could hear Sophia giggling and glanced over at her."Are you going to accept Salis as your daughter's mate?" She questioned curiously. "I
Brown-eyed with long chestnut-colored hair, Sophia Parks is a lovely twenty-eight old woman and has been Vincent Mathis's girlfriend for over five wonderful years. Vincent was her first in many things and she loved him with her entire being. He was her world, her everything. She soon learned that her complete dedication to him was very foolish. It was a beautiful evening, dancing and celebrating with Vincent. His father Randall Mathis, the owner of the NesCore Company and also the wealthiest man in the country had just been elected governor of the state. Vincent was ecstatic being the only son and his father's beneficiary. He was certain to become wealthier in his own right. He was also thrilled that he no longer would need to serve as a police officer. His father promised to make him president of his company if Vincent followed through with his pledge. What pledge he was referring to was something Sophia was unaware of. She only heard Randall make the comment when Vincent's father ap
Healed and preparing for her life change, Sophia stood with her eyepatch. She was listening to her attorney at the coffee shop next to the bus stop. Phil Jackson has been a godsend for her. He had gone far beyond what was normal for an attorney and Sophia was beyond grateful. He helped her get her money transferred to the bank in Winterset, the town Otis was in. He also showed her photos of the small town. Sophia had a bus ticket in hand and a small suitcase in the other filled with her meager belongings. Sophia had just gotten finished with the therapist that gave her several depression and anxiety medications. The receptionist informed her that the medication could be refilled at the pharmacy in the grocery store in Winterset. If it hadn't been for the pills Sophia was convinced that her mind would be lost. She was diagnosed with anxiety, and PTSD due to the attack and experienced frequent panic attacks. She wore a light jacket that had a hood to cover her severely scarred face wher
Sophia Parks was asleep in her small bed thrashing around in the grasp of a horrible nightmare. Waking quickly with her heart pounding and drenched in sweat she reached for her bottle of anxiety pills and swallowed two, using her saliva as a lubricant to swallow the medication. Reliving the terror of her ex-boyfriend's attack was getting tiring and had only become more frequent since learning of Vincent's release from prison. Her lawyer had informed her that he had been released for good behavior and his family connections causing her PTSD to spike. The alarm clock went off, making her jump and curse loudly."Mondays always suck," Sophia muttered as she grabbed her eyepatch off the nightstand and headed into the bathroom to get ready for the work week. She mentally prepared herself for another week of callous comments that would come from the locals and out-of-towners coming to stay at the hotel. The tirades of being called ugly, hideous, and monster took their toll on her self-esteem
Pushing her cart down the first-floor hall Sophia knocked in the first occupied room. She ignored the do not disturb sign hanging on the knob as she exclaimed, "housekeeping!""I am sorry for disturbing you sir, but I must clean and I have respected your door sign for three days already," she said sternly. Not getting a reply, Sophia used her master keycard to open the door. The first thing that assaulted her senses was the smell of decomposition."Shit," she cursed as she shut the door and headed quickly back to the front desk. Sophia lifted the phone receiver to begin dialing the police. As she dialed she shouted out for Otis. "We got a dead guy in 102!" Otis came out of his office with a frown."Bet it was a heart attack, the man was an old fat fucker," he muttered sourly and lifted his glasses to rub his eyes."I hate having the police snooping around here yet again. This is the third death here in a year," he added and Sophia patted his arm."Hello, I need to report the death of
Sophia headed down the empty hall seeing the flashing lights coming through the end of the hall window and felt the tightness in her chest begin. "It is okay girl, focus on something else," she mumbled softly to herself and flicked the hairband she wore around her wrist. Leaning against the wall she concentrated on her breathing exercises and continued snapping the elastic band against her skin. Sophia closed her eyes hearing the room door of Faelon open. After a moment of silence, he shouted," are you okay?" Sophia glanced over at him scowling down at her and grinned."Right as rain, sir," she answered as she rummaged through her pockets searching for her pills. Being unsuccessful she ground her molars and pushed herself from the wall. She felt like a freak show performer due to the odd man still watching her. The ringing in her ears started and she feared she was going to faint. Stumbling back to the wall she slid down it with her back to sit. The last thing she expected to see was
Patricia gave them each their orders and handed Faelon a folded piece of paper."It is my number if you ever want to have better company," she said softly. Faelon cocked his brow and crumpled the paper and tossed it back at her. It bounced off her chest and to the floor."Your behavior is horrendous, don't expect a tip," he growled firmly, causing the waitress to open and close her mouth like a fish gulping air. Sophia stifled her grin and unwrapped her napkin-wrapped utensils. After the waitress left them in a huff Sophia glanced over at Faelon."You should have kept that number, Patricia is well known amongst the menfolk for giving great blowjobs," she said bluntly, causing Faelon to choke on the bite of food he had taken prior. After wiping his mouth he smirked at Sophia."I wouldn't want that female's mouth anywhere near my member. She is a very ugly person," he replied uncaringly. Sophia blinked her eye at him then turned to look at the stunning redhead. Did he truly find her ugly