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ERIK I never considered myself a man prone to fear - I'd always approached every situation head-on, often (even somewhat recklessly) unconcerned about danger. Usually, when I felt fear begin to stir in me in the midst of a situation where getting paralyzed by fear was the worst thing I could do, I always hunted it down in a remote corner of my mind and did what needed to be done. But I'd never, ever found myself in a situation like that - having to defend my pregnant mate, the love of my life, from the psychopaths who'd tortured her and, in her time, my mother, and who now wanted to use her and our unborn child as a sacrifice to come back to life. Neither Amy nor I stopped fighting for a second, struggling against the magical bindings that clutched our limbs as Devon dragged us behin

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