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Chapters (20)
  1. Prologue
  2. Chapter One
  3. Chapter Two
  4. Chapter Three
  5. Chapter Four
  6. Chapter Five
  7. Chapter Six
  8. Chapter Seven
  9. Chapter Eight
  10. Chapter Nine
  11. Chapter Ten
  12. Chapter Eleven
  13. Chapter Eight
  14. Chapter Thirteen
  15. Chapter Fourteen
  16. Chapter Fifteen
  17. Chapter Sixteen
  18. Chapter Seventeen
  19. Chapter Eighteen
  20. Epilogue

“Are you going to let her die too?” I mutter and he punches me. I don’t lose my footing but its close; he can fire a heavy blow when he wants.

“You don’t deserve her Jax,” Dabriel says and jumps over the bar. I watch him leave as I grab a bottle of whisky off the floor. I leave a wad of cash on the side of the bar before I leave, taking a deep drink. I need to find a way to get rid of Winter and I need to do it fast. I can’t let her close because I can’t be who she needs. I’m too fucked up, I’m too broken and I need to be alone. Pulling the dagger out my boot and leaving the bottle of whisky on a chair, I grin. I know a perfect way to get rid of some anger.

Chapter Eight

The only thought that happens when I know I'm dreaming is how real these dreams are. They don't happen very often but they scare me all the same. I open my eyes to see the same girl sitting on the floor with her legs crossed. We are in the middle of some woods I don't recognise, and she is wearing the same white simple dress she always is. It’s the middle of the night and the only light is the fire burning in front of her, the moon and stars shining high in the sky.

"There will be a time, a time you will understand," she says in a whisper to the raging fire in front of her, her voice sounds like heaven and makes me feel safe. The girl who looks around my age stands, turning towards me, her blue glowing eyes staring out at me. It always has shocked me how beautiful she is, how innocent. I always feel safe and scared of her at the same time. I try to move away but I can't, I never can move as she walks over to stand right in front of me, her very bright shining eyes locked with mine.

The girl’s long black hair flows with the wind, as she says in a deep whisper that fills my head instead of her lips moving.

"There will be a time, a time you will understand." her hand reaches for me, as I feel the darkness creeping in.