~Aurora’s Point of View~ I toss and turn for the couple of hours left before dawn, not believing this is my life now. Laying on a bed so soft and comfy it’s like being on a cloud. That I’ll get to live in this insanely beautiful house. And only get to be with the love of my life after dark. The entirety of how I ended up here is just so bizarre. If Brenna wasn’t such a slut we wouldn’t have bounced from place to place. When Matthew found us, she was working as a stripper and it was truly a low point. We were in a grocery store one morning after she’d been out all night, fighting over cereal when he just seemed to appear out of nowhere. He was drawn to her right away and of course she apparently only saw him as a meal ticket. A means for us to get somewhere better. But if I’d never come to the Midnight Protectors pack, none of this could have been possible. If I find Javed then I could be free to mate Mason and be a mom. But if I hadn’t met Javed I wouldn’t have fled to the other pac

~Javed’s Point of View~ ~Twenty-Five Days Later~ “I suck at this! My body just doesn’t want to cooperate. I absolutely have no rhythm,” Aurora giggles, as I catch her for the tenth time tonight. Her laugh lights up my entire being, and it makes every night I had to spend away from her worth it. Though that’s easy to say now. We’re so impossibly close to having her wolf. The last week we conned the Alpha into giving her a 2am curfew and it's just been harder and harder to let her go. She insists on rolling around in my bed below ground before I take her home and it thrills me to no end. We’ve kissed ourselves into a frenzy on more than one occasion but I always stop when she’s obviously desperate for more. Before it’s impossible to turn her down. Teaching her to dance has been something I’ve longed to do, not to mention it’s an excuse to dress her up. She now has dozens of dresses and more shoes than she’ll probably ever wear. Once I learned her sizes I may have gone a bit overboa

~Javed’s Point of View~ “You really should--” “I’m not leaving you,” she whispers, curling into my chest. I don’t at all like the idea of her spending the day wasting in my dark little hole but I also selfishly don’t want her to leave. It’s still at least two hours until dawn so I quickly wiggle away from her and dash upstairs. My hands are completely full of everything I think she may need for the day when I return, though I don’t know how to sort out the bathroom situation. I got her a portable climbing ladder just in case but letting her come and go while I slumber makes me feel too vulnerable. She giggles when she sees me trying to steady all the food and water on a small corner table. I then cover her with a heavy quilt and get back in bed with her. “I’m so spoiled,” she whispers, and I can tell she’s moments from sleep. My maker is literally the only female who I’ve shared the day with since becoming vampire. It’s an enormous amount of trust to give another. Vampires si

~Javed’s Point of View~ I’ve more than seen my share of human suffering, human pain. Most times, I’ve been the one inflicting it with zero emotion attached to it. Humans were always just food, a means for me to survive if you could call my existence surviving. I’m not proud of that now but there was certainly a time that power meant everything to me. I can only hope the time I’ll have with my Aurora can start the process of atoning for those sins. That and the hundred years I had to lose for a supposed crime I committed. My only regret with that was not finishing the job. But now that I have my sweet, I can’t even remotely get back in that frame of mind. I have to let things go for now, and hope like hell things let me go too. But for a vampire, everything is only a matter of time. All we have is time, our thirst and oftentimes our need for revenge. We hold and harbor grudges more than any other creature, which is saying a lot since witches usually hold the franchise on revenge. At

~Javed’s Point of View~ For at least three hours I’ve been standing in front of various windows around the house, though never out of eye sight of my Aurora for more than a few seconds. The bedroom has a wall open to the house, a weird design but handy for my purposes. Some … thing is outside. If she weren’t so dead tired, I have no doubt Lucy would know. I’ve put myself in a tough spot, not having a single vampire friend to help me. Though I can’t trust a single one of them so I don’t know how I could. I know for certain it isn’t my maker out there in the sub zero temperatures, but that in no one way means it isn’t one of her minions keeping an eye on me. Even in life she never had a problem finding an endless amount of idiots ready to fall at her feet. Becoming an immortal only proved to fit her personality more so I’m sorry to say. There have been many times tonight I knew a vampire was literally on the other side of the window, daring me to move the curtain. Daring me to show