For nine hundred years, Blue believed there was one thing vampires could never have.

A mate.

He had watched werewolves find theirs. He had watched people fall in love, build families, and grow old together.

He had everything a vampire could want—power, immortality, immunity to the sun, wealth, a family that would kill for him.

Everything except the one person who was supposed to be his.

Then he found Mason Carter.

A quiet boy who had spent years believing he was unwanted, unlovable, and somehow wrong for simply being himself.

Blue should have stayed away.

Instead, he watched from the shadows.

He protected Mason when no one else did. He waited when every instinct told him to step forward. And when Mason finally reached eighteen, Blue could no longer pretend that the bond between them was something he could ignore.

But Mason isn't simply the impossible mate Blue spent nine centuries searching for.

There is something inside him.

Something ancient.

Something powerful.

And once the supernatural world discovers what Mason truly is, vampires, werewolves, elves, demons—and beings far older than any of them—will have their eyes on him.

Blue has spent nine hundred years searching for his mate.

Now that he's finally found him…

He'll have to decide how far he's willing to go to keep him.

Because loving Mason may be dangerous.

But losing him?

That's not an option.

"You are right," Vaelion said. "She deserved better."


"Then let me go—" I started but he immediately cut me off. 


"Liam." He raised a hand, and I stopped breathing. The hand held no threat. It was just a gesture, a cooling spell, and I could feel it settle over me like a blanket. "This is a promise, and I mean it. I cannot bring mortals to this realm, and I cannot let you leave this realm either. You are the future, Liam. You and Mason. Everything—the whole world—is balanced on your shoulders, and I will not let you throw yourself into a war you cannot yet survive. I will not let Nowi take you."


I don't remember what I said. I remember only the anger—so hot it burned behind my eyes and so deep it made my chest ache. I called him every name I could think of. I told him he wasn't a father. I told him he wasn't a god. I told him that if the sun was this cold then the world was better off in the dark.


Chapter 378 - Liam's Threat