Gunnar was mine.
It was the day I had anticipated eagerly for months, waiting all this time to claim him and for him to claim me. Gunnar had taken my virginity less than an hour ago. We didn’t have time to indulge in a prolonged lovemaking. My skin was chafed from Gunnar’s kisses and the juncture between my legs still throbbed from our mating. Everything I had done had led up to this very moment and I should be jumping up and down for joy, but it was a false ever after. War loomed ahead of us like a black cloud, consuming everything in its path, destroying all our dreams. It was the final battle between good and evil.
The mountain sky was clear right now. There were no angry dark clouds that had been there earlier, bringing chaos and mayhem. The Autumn sun warmed my cheeks, but it couldn’t chase away the chill running down my spine. Gunnar held my hand as we stood in the middle of Legacy’s arena with the Sentinels. The wind blew strands of his long white hair across his handsome face. His beautiful blue eyes were filled with dread.
I mouthed silently, ‘I love you.’
Some of the tension in his face lessened. He squeezed my hand and smiled, easing some of the fear nestled in my thumping heart.
I couldn’t lose him. Not now. Not everything that we’ve both been through.
But I didn’t want to lose any of the Sentinels—Armond, Darius, Ashton, Cadye, and Kyle. Armond and Darius were twins and Armond was the Golden Demon Healer and Darius was a Runner. They looked exactly alike with their long, curly black hair and silver eyes. Cadye was Armond’s mate, or should I say would-be mate if he ever claimed her.
Ashton and Kyle were both wolf shifters, but Ashton was royalty. He didn’t have the arrogance that Jaxon had had, even though he would be the next king. Jaxon Reyes was a spoiled rich vampire from a royal family and had been a thorn in my side for months.
The Sentinels were fierce fighters and gifted among the other students. I scanned each of their grim faces that matched the dread churning in my gut. They were family to me. We had been through so much together, and I couldn’t imagine losing any of them in battle. I loved each of them so much.
Except for Jaxon. He had tried to break Gunnar and me up, and that’s something I could never forgive him for.
None of us spoke. There was nothing to say.
Everything had changed.
Nothing would be the same.
“I’m so sorry. I really didn’t think Ari could break Anton’s wards.” Jaxon sat on the ground, resting his forehead in his palms and his voice filled with misery broke the silence. His long brownish blonde hair hid his face like a shroud. He was a vampire and had been obsessed with me for months.
Gunnar glared at him. “If you’re expecting sympathy, you’re shit out of luck.”
Jaxon rubbed the bridge between his nose. “I know. I know. I can’t make up for what I did.”
“No, you can’t,” I said gruffly, as I thought of all the misery he put me through these last few months. He claimed to love me, but that wasn’t love.