Sinful Mates 1-3

chapter 74

　　Imogen’s POV

　　The cold, I remember feeling cold, Drowning in freezing temperatures. I never remember being this cold before. Too cold to even shiver. But that’s not all I remember. I remember the darkness ebbing and rolling over me as it sucked me in, swallowing me completely. So dark erasing the pain that is consuming my soul, the darkness that comes with each breath, shoving me deeper into my mind, I try to push against it knowing there was someone waiting, something I needed to remember. Yet I couldn’t remember what my mind was trying to fight against. I just knew it was bigger than me, more important than me. Something worth fighting for. I continued to push against the darkness, catching glimmers of images dancing in front of my eyes. Each image warming me slightly, but not enough to take away the cold I was slowly being plunged into. The darkness threatening to consume me, my mind whispering something to me. I couldn’t understand what it was saying until I recognised one word. “Boy” The words slower slipping into my mind louder and louder echoing throughout me. Until I understood what the whispers meant.

　　Yet it wasn’t them talking, it was her. I recognised the voice yet couldn’t remember her name. Her voice getting louder and taunting me, pulling at my heart, which felt like it stopped as it twitched in my chest at her words.

　　“Aw he is perfect Imogen, a little boy” The taunting voice growing louder, igniting something within me. Calling to me to keep fighting against the darkness, pushing me out of the numbness that was trying to consume me. Little boy, I had a little boy. My little boy. Every emotion I ever felt around that one word flooding into me, crashing over me like waves on a beach, tumultuous and unrelenting. Light breaking through the darkness, shining like a beacon above me, showing me just how far I had fallen into the depths of my own mind, trapping me in the darkness.

　　I felt like I couldn’t breathe, choking on every emotion, choking on my despair, choking on the thought of my son. I try to reach the beacon of light glowing brightly above me, stretching myself. So close, yet I couldn’t quite break free of the binds trapping me within myself, weighing me down. I struggle with everything I have, my fingers outstretched trying to grasp the light, my fingertips lighting up as the light finally touches warming me before I felt like I am rushing upwards, reliving every pain, every memory flooding into me. Watching the time fly past me, my life flashing like an old movie before my eyes.

　　Watching my mistakes, watching my triumphs, then seeing them. My body turning to static, everything electrified as I see her and what she did, what she took from me.

　　Something within me waking as panic takes over every part of me and I am thrown forward with so much speed, I try to catch a breath, desperately needing air. I suck back feeling my body breathe as I am plunged back into my surroundings jolting me awake. I open my eyes, fearing what I would see, praying it’s not the darkness. Seeing green hypnotic eyes watching me yet looking straight through me. I look around the thunder and lightning cracking above us, seeing trees and the smell of damp earth, I breathe deeply relishing the air. It smells different, stronger. I can smell and hear everything making me snap my head from side to side trying to pick up every little detail. Only to see their green eyes again. I clutch my hands onto him, to make sure he is really there and not a trick of my mind.

　　His stubble feels rough under my hands, tears prick my eyes when I realise, I am not dreaming, he is really here. I’m still alive, still breathing. I look down to rub my swollen belly. Only to feel nothing, ripping at my clothes, trying to find what I know should be there.

　　“Where is he?” I asked, hoping he would have the answer, hoping they got here in time.

　　“Tobias?” he asked, watching me closely. I thrash around,

lets go and I fall to the ground. I look around before seeing the house up the path, I take off up the path, running. Please, please be still

with silence. Running back downstairs, I skid to a stop in front of the fireplace, Theo and Tobias staring at me when I notice it. My life’s essence spilled on the floor, I drop to the ground running my hands through it, hoping and praying I am wrong. I died. She killed me. I

　　 

my baby” I ask, peering up at them. Tears running down my

　　 

wrist glows brighter and brighter. How had I not noticed it before? But I couldn’t think what it meant; I could only think of her with my son. Is he crying for me? Is he hungry? Does he miss me like I miss him? I can’t take it anymore. I scream, not being able to hold on anymore as everything in me breaks and shatters sharp edges, piercing my soul. Taking everything out of me, as I feel nothing but overwhelming sadness, that is all-consuming. Then it lifts shattering like a burst light bulb as it rushed out of me, bursting from my broken heart. I didn’t even recognise the noise that came out of me, I just felt it break everything, break my world apart. Until it fizzled out, leaving nothing behind but darkness. I let it consume me, enjoying the feeling of power rage washing over me, igniting a storm within me. So angry I thought I would combust. Hatred. I had hated no one

he saw in me, but he took a step back. I almost laughed, feeling crazed as I felt my gums splitting. My anger at everything

　　 

she took him” I yelled, I felt the words leave

taking over as they stared at me like they didn’t know what I was talking about. Were they hard of fucking hearing? It angered me, that they could look so clueless. Do they not know what she took from us? I could feel their fear coming through the bond, before I could smell it running in their veins. Sweet

　　“My sister” I told them. Theo stepped forward, making my eyes dart to him. I could hear their thoughts running rampant as they tried to piece everything together.

but the desire to rip her apart piece by fucking piece and watch her die. I would take

at my newfound clarity. I was going to kill

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