The False King
Jason’s Pov
The pain hit me like lightning splitting my skull in half. My witch magic, the power I'd known my whole life was dying. Burning away like paper in fire. I dropped to my knees, clutching my head as centuries of suppressed vampire blood roared to life in my veins.
"Jason!" Seraphina's voice seemed to come from underwater. "Fight it!"
Fight it? I'd been fighting it for twenty-seven years. Every sunrise that didn't burn my skin. Every spell that felt like forcing water uphill. Every night I woke up craving blood instead of food.
"I can't," I gasped, and the words came out with fangs scraping my tongue. "God, I can't do this anymore."
"You have to," Donovan growled, but he was backing away from me. Smart wolf. His instincts knew what I was becoming.
"No." The w
