DASHIELL The moment the statement leaves my mouth, regret slams into me, hard. I should know better. My mate wouldn't betray me to be with someone else."It's a long story. I ran into Hunter," she tells me, and I stiffen. "Did he hurt you?" I ask, and she shakes her head, a few locks of her red hair falling over her face."He knows everything," she rasps, and I raise a brow, puzzled."Everything? Including who you really are? You told him?" She heaves a sigh, brushing her hair away from her face."Madam Noir got to him first. I'm not sure if he's just neutral about the whole thing. I don't know if he's on her side. I feel like I'm missing the big picture," she tells me, and lets out a yawn. "You should get some rest, you look exhausted," I say, and her gaze softens."So do you."I crack a smile, and she returns it. "Don't do that again. I understand that you were desperate to find me, but being intimate with another woman just doesn't sound right," she says."I know. I w
DAKOTA It hits me like a storm. Sitting in Hunter's living room with no clue of how I'd gotten here in the first place, I try to sort out my thoughts. Bits and pieces of my memories finally return to me, and I wince at the memory of throwing a mug at my own mate. Hunter walks in with a cup of coffee and beams at me. His smile fades when he notices that I'm standing in his room awkwardly."What's wrong?" He asks, his voice tinged with uncertainty."I want to go home," I tell him, and he furrows his brows at me."I guess the spell wore out," he mumbles, and I frown at him, puzzled."I liked you better when you were under the spell," he tells me, lowering the cup of coffee on the nightstand. I move backwards, glancing at the door behind me. "Not so fast, princess."I freeze at the sound of Madam Noir's voice at the entrance of the room. She walks in and smacks me on the back of my neck. Instantly, my knees go weak, and she drags me further into the room with Hunter's help. Pl
DAKOTA Dashiell lets out a groan, tilting his head to the side to stare at Madam Noir. Slowly, his gaze trails downwards, resting on the black restraints around his wrists, torso and feet. "What is this? Were you not thinking when you tied me up this way?" He asks, his voice thick with disbelief.She shrugs, a smug expression on his face."It doesn't matter. You can't move. I made sure you wouldn't be able to," she drawls, and a frown creases Dashiell's brows. He turns to look at me, his gaze softening."Why is she here? I'm the one you want," he states. "Isn't she so perfectly made for you? With her power, we won't need the rest of the seals to create more seals," Madam Noir says, and I glare at her."I won't let you touch him," I hiss, and she chuckles."That's adorable," she replies. Dashiell releases an exasperated sigh and lowers his head, his gaze pinned on the floor in front of him. "Leave her out of this... please," he rasps, and Madam Noir's expression darkens with
DAKOTA I stare at the double line on the pregnancy test strip in my grip, my eyes widening. My mind is reeling, and I'm yet to wrap my head around this new reality."I'm pregnant," I breathe, lowering myself onto the closed toilet, my heart thumping faster against my chest. A smile tugs at my lips and happy tears fill my eyes. I've been married to my husband for barely a year and he has always wanted kids of his own. Due to the trauma of how I'd died without getting to see our child, I'd dismissed the thought of getting pregnant, every time it came to my mind.The knock on the door startles me, and I flinch, nearly jumping out of my skin. The door creaks open, and Dashiell pokes his head in, with a longing look on his face. "You've been in there for way too long. Will you come to bed now? I already miss you," he whispers.Unable to fight off the smile coming on, I quickly rise up to my feet, making a quick attempt to hide the pregnancy test strip from him, in a bid to brin
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DAKOTA "Mel, it's not what you think. I-I can assure you" My boyfriend of two years stammers while I stand in front of the bed, frozen to the spot. Vera scrambles out of bed, holding the white sheets to her chest. I feel like I am dreaming. It doesn't make sense that Vera has just been in bed with my boyfriend. Vera who is supposed to be my bestfriend. Vera who had rubbed my back and let me cry in her arms each time I recalled the pain my ex-mate had caused me. I swallow hard, the tears stinging my eyes. My heart hurts. I feel like I'm suffocating. "Melanie, I-"I cut her off before she can complete her statement. "How long has this been going on?" I ask, my voice shaky. "That's not-" Carter can barely look me in the eyes. It is at this point that the rage sets in. "I'm going to kill you. Right here. Right now" my voice has gone so cold, I can barely recognize it. Color drains from their faces and they start to back away, already pleading with me. I am trembling as my blood b
DAKOTA The guy who has just kissed me on the forehead, waves a hand in front of my face and leans closer to me. He's so good looking. But, who is he? Why is he shoving his face in mine? What in the world is going on? "Love? You remember me, right?" He asks. I swallow hard. He looks so heartbroken, I want to cry for him. "Kota, do you really not remember us?" the first guy asks. I don't know what to say. How can I tell them that I am not the 'Kota' they used to know? "You're my little sister, Kota. How can you not remember that?" the blue eyed guy asks, his voice cracking at the end of his statement. I want to give him a hug. "I'm sorry" I croak. The shock of hearing my new voice washes over me. It is sweeter and a lot warmer than my actual voice. Gosh, I must have hit quite the jackpot. However, that excitement is short lived when tears begin to fall from the warm brown eyes of the guy who had called me 'Love'."Don't you remember me? It's me, Hunter. Your Hunter. Babe, why are
DASHIELL She stares at me with wide blue eyes, her lips parted. Dakota has always been a beautiful sight. The last time I'd seen her is six months ago. I had heard about her accident from her brother. According to him, she is currently suffering from amnesia. Now, I find it strange that she's right here in the lobby. Besides, there's a look in her eyes that clearly states that she recognizes me. I am curious about that. "Do you recognize me?" I ask and she blinks. "Have we met before?" She asks. I let out a sigh. Right, she probably just thinks I'm familiar. "Did you come here alone?" I ask. She nods her head. Then, she shakes her head. She looks confused. "Were you alone? You shouldn't be left alone. I'll call your brother to come pick you up" I tell her and she nods, lowering her gaze to the ground.All of a sudden, I feel a strong pull towards her and the urge to imprint on her washes over me. I freeze, my thumb hovering over the screen of my phone. I stare at Dakota who is