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What must he overcome to
protect her?
With no clue of what to do next and the responsibility of looking after Alex
and Mia as promised, Kale is up to his ears in problems and no solutions. How
will Kale save Ella, keep Alex and Mia safe, control Jace as well as control
the Bloodlust that creeps beneath the surface waiting to be released? Will Kale
be Ella’s savior or will he convict her to a fate worse than the one Laurent
has already promised her?
What truths will she learn?
Ella knows that the choices she makes affects not only her but everyone else
around her, but what about the choices made to find her? Ella learns the truth
about the death of her parents, learns that the ones she thought she could
trust aren’t so trustworthy after all.
How will Ella handle these betrayals, and will she be able to sacrifice what is
necessary to obtain eternal life?
Excerpt:
“Ella,” Kale said.
I stopped short.
“We will talk about this when
you come back down tomorrow.” His tone held no room for discussion, but I would
fight him on this. He would fade away and leave me here to mourn him.
I could only stare at him.
Deacon looked nervously between the two of us, and he was the only reason I
didn’t lay into Kale. “There is nothing to talk about. I’m not leaving you here
to rot in this cell, the same way you didn’t leave me with Laurent. I know what
I want from this, and that’s you. We will figure out a way to make it work.”
I headed out the door without
looking back. Jace stood in the hallway, waiting for me. He hated bringing me
down here. He worried that Kale wouldn’t be able to resist temptation and break
through the bars to attack me, although we already knew that he couldn’t get out
unless the door was opened for him.
Little did Jace know he was
worried about the wrong person opening those damned bars. I missed the feel of
Kale’s arms around me and his kiss. I was so angry that I couldn’t touch him
that sometimes I wanted to risk opening those doors, if only for a second.
“Let’s go?” Jace asked.
“No, I need to wait for
Deacon.” I passed Jace and headed towards the living area.
“Why? You just saw him. What
do you need to say to him that you couldn’t have said to him down there?” He
looked annoyed. He hated coming here, but that was part of the agreement when I
said I would leave and stay at the lodge with him.
I rolled my eyes. “None of
your business, Jace.” I continued past him to the restroom.
When I was done, I entered
the living room where Mia was sitting on the sofa. Deacon was leaning against
the bar, smiling into his phone. I smiled. He and his girl were great together,
even with the threat of La Luxure.
I stood off to the side,
willing him to look at me. When he did, I pointed to the door, silently asking
him to meet me outside. He nodded. I put on my coat and headed out the glass
door. He followed me.
“I need you to take me to the
Council.”
Deacon’s eyes widened, and he
shook his head no.
“I need to figure out how
Kale and I can stay together, and I only have one solution for this.”
Deacon frowned. “Look, Ella—”
“No, you look. I know you
would do whatever it would take to be with Chelle. You would kill, maim and
fight, and all I’m asking you to do is help your best friend do the same.”
“Yeah, you are right, but you
seem to forget something, here.” Deacon placed his arms across his chest and
towered over me. He was intimidatingly massive, but I knew he wouldn’t hurt me.
“I am not your best friend. My best friend has already made his request
of me, and I’ve followed through. We made this plan before you came back in
order to protect you, and I promise you, there is nothing you can say or do to
make me go back on my part of the deal.” Deacon’s tone was rough and
unyielding, and a part of me broke.
Though I didn’t show it, I
could feel my heart tearing in two. Jace couldn’t help me; he’d finally
admitted that his “sabbatical” from the Council meant he’d defected. Darke was
missing and presumed dead.
Deacon, my last hope, was
turning me down.
His lips thinned as he moved
closer to me. “Don’t do that.”
My brow furrowed in
confusion. “Don’t do what?” Why was my voice nothing but a whisper? I needed to
be stronger—I had to be.
“Cry. Please don’t cry.” His
voice had softened, but his gaze still didn’t waver.
I touched my cheeks,
surprised to find them wet. I sighed and turned away. Deacon didn’t need to see
me cry, and though I wanted to use my tears to make him bend to my will, I knew
that that wasn’t going to work with him.
“Tell me why you want me to
defy Kale and take you to those people.”
“I need—”
Jace came outside. He looked
from me then to Deacon, no doubt wondering why I was crying. His expression
hardened, and he held his hand out to me. “Let’s go, Ella. Please.”
“Start the car. I will be out
after I say goodbye to Kale.” I turned back to the pensive Deacon. Jace stood
there for a moment longer before he turned around and headed back into the
house.
Deacon stared at me. Not only
had I not convinced him to help me, he might actually relay my request to Kale.
“Just think about it, Deacon.
If I can get Aleixandre to change me into an immortal, then Kale and I would
have forever to figure out how to keep La Luxure at bay.”
Deacon’s gaze held mine and
betrayed nothing of his thoughts.
“It’s my only option. I know
that he is strong enough to beat this, and I think if he has something to look
forward to… well, then maybe he will try harder, fight harder— Hell, I don’t
know, but I can’t do this without him, and I can’t do it without you.” I place
my arm on his. “Please. Please just think about it.”
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