THE AWAKENING

Tieran stilled as a discordant vibe washed over his entire body. He had seconds before Cassandra’s scream echoed through his mind.

He gripped his head with both hands and for a moment went completely blind. He stumbled and Jandin caught him before he crashed into the wall. “What is it?” he asked.

“Cassandra,” Tieran answered, pushing off his brother and running at a full tilt to her bedroom with Jandin and Koris close behind.

He burst through the door, shattering the jamb into pieces to find Cassandra crumpled in a ball, her arms cradling her belly as if to protect her babies.

“Oh Goddess, no.” He scooped her from the floor and laid her gently on the bed. When he released her body, he realized she was leaking blood.

“Woman’s blood,” Jandin said, worried as he looked to Koris. “Get the vampire. He knows the most about Breeding Females. Where is Iona?” Koris immediately split the room, fast as his beastly strength could take him.

“Gone until tonight. Damn the old woman for her stubborn ways. She wouldn’t tell me where she was going or why,” Tieran nearly shouted in his fear. He leaned in smoothed her forehead with his palm. “Cassandra, talk to me. Open your eyes. Tell me what is wrong. What should I do?”

his nostril flaring. “There is something here…something that shouldn’t be.” He followed the scent to the nightstand and inhaled sharply. “Something was here…in this spot.

heard Jandin’s horrified question and realized with a sinking heart he knew the

a good woman, a strong and loyal member of Clan Barrachius. It had

“I told her that Cassandra is my True Mate and she didn’t believe me. I had to send her away for her own good, so she

now. We will find Serra. She will answer for

Jandin’s advice and choked down his need to tear Serra limb from limb

vampire’s presence and the knowledge that Cassandra had been intimate with the blood sucker only because Cristophe seemed bound to aid by the Gods’ hand to guide the

Tieran never would’ve allowed Cristophe to remain in the compound. That, and Cassandra seemed to enjoy the vampire’s dry wit even if Tieran found him tedious and

the word as if he’d tasted the poison himself. “Someone has poisoned

ourselves, vampire,” Tieran said, glowering. “What can we do for