Resolute

  Resolute

  Alicia Rades

  Copyright © 2019 Alicia Rades

  All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any matter whatsoever without written permission from the author except in brief quotations used in articles and reviews.

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

  Published by Crystallite Publishing.

  Produced in the United States of America.

  Edited by Megan Linski.

  Cover design by Covers by Combs.

  For the ones still searching for themselves.

  Contents

  Prologue

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  About the Author

  Prologue

  Venn

  Rachel Collins didn't know how amazing she was. It wasn't just that she was beautiful. I mean, she was. Her smile made my heart beat in an unnatural rhythm. At first, I thought there was something wrong with me, but Ryland assured me That’s love, bro.

  Rae’s pale skin was flawlessly beautiful, and I constantly had to restrain myself from running my fingers through her sleek black hair just to feel how soft it was. Every now and then, I caught my eyes roaming over her trim figure. I didn’t want to be that guy, but I couldn't help it. It was like she’d been carved from magic.

  But all of that was superficial. She could look like anything and I'd still want to be with her. I mean, the girl killed vampires on the daily for fun. She was totally badass, and to be honest, I was a little jealous of her skills.

  She was serious most of the time, but every so often, she’d make a snarky comment that made me laugh, or her eyes would twinkle when she was reminded of her family, and I knew—this girl was made for me.

  I couldn't take my eyes off her. I sat on the couch in Genevieve's lake house half an hour outside of Nocton. Genevieve had offered for us to stay here while we all healed and she worked on finding a lead on Matias, who had escaped from our grasp with a very powerful artifact only days ago. Genevieve was a dark witch and a selfish one. I knew she'd drop the offer for a roof over our heads the second she was finished with us, but we were all involved in this now. We were in it with her until the Artifact was finally destroyed.

  The cabin was the size of our house, with a high ceiling that stretched to the second level. There were two bedrooms and a bathroom up there, and a loft that overlooked the common area. The kitchen sat open to the living room, so I could easily see everyone else from where I sat. The entire cabin was bathed in natural textures and earthy tones, from the thick wooden beams above our heads to the marble countertop and stone fireplace.

  Across the cabin, Rae and Ryland sat opposite each other at the dining room table. Their hands locked together, each of them resting an elbow on the table in an arm wrestle. Neither of them was making any headway to either side. Ryland's eyebrows knitted together. He was still pissed since he found out Rae was Elizabeth Martin in a past life, the witch who’d created the vampire curse. No doubt he'd challenged her to an arm wrestle to relieve some of his frustrations and show her up. And she gladly accepted, knowing he drastically underestimated her.

  Ryland's face twisted in concentration. The dude was trying damn hard, which was hilarious considering he was the size of a school bus and Rae looked like a pixie compared to him.

  I guess that was what happened when you dealt with shifter magic. Some shifters were naturally stronger than others, no matter what animal they shifted into. I wondered if Rae's strength had anything to do with the fact that she was a witch, like she was stronger because she had more magic running through her veins or something.

  Her lips twisted up into a sly smile. God, I swear the twitch of those perfect lips stopped my heart right there. The book I'd been flipping through fell from my fingertips and onto the floor.

  No one noticed my blatant gaping. Rae and Ryland were too preoccupied with wrestling one another, and Fiona and Teagan kept close watch, hooting and hollering for Rae. Sondra was nowhere to be seen, since she was in the other room on the phone.

  “Go, go, go!” Fiona shouted, pounding her fist on the table in delight.

  “You’ve got this, Rae,” Teagan cheered.

  “Seriously, babe?” Ryland asked flatly.

  Teagan shrugged. “She’s kicking your ass. I officially love her.”

  Me, too. I just didn’t know how to tell her.

  “Aww,” Rae replied to Teagan. “That’s sweet. What do you say, Ryland? Winner gets Teagan?”

  “Done,” Teagan agreed without so much as a glance toward her boyfriend.

  “Babe!” Ryland objected. The muscles in his arms rippled as he tried harder to push Rae’s arm to the table.

  The three girls burst into a fit of laughter. Just seeing Rae smile like that sent tingles up and down my body.

  I couldn’t deny it. I was head over heels for this girl. She was smart… funny… and she wanted me. Not only that, but she treated me like a real human being. Before Sondra rescued me from Maliya’s nest, most people in my life had treated me like they owned me. It took me a long time to realize not everyone was like that.

  Guilt knotted in the pit of my stomach. Rae sure didn’t treat me like a piece of property, but I’d been horrible to her these past few days. I thought girls were supposed to like it when guys acted all protective or whatever, but Rae wasn’t like most girls. If she set her mind to something, she was going after it one way or another. Lately, she’d been talking about going after Valkas.

  Yes, that Valkas, the original vampire—the guy who orchestrated the kidnappings and killings of thousands of people in the last decade. He was heartless, ruthless… the worst kind of being imaginable.

  Of course, that was exactly Rae’s cup of tea. The badder they were, the more driven she was to destroy them.

  Which would’ve been fine… under normal circumstances. I’d follow her to the ends of the earth to help her. But things changed when I learned that Rae was the one who created Valkas in a past life. Which meant she was the only one who could destroy him in this life. Every time I thought about it, my throat turned to sandpaper and my chest felt as if a ton of bricks was sitting upon it.

  It wasn’t that I didn’t think Rae could kill Valkas. I mean, it was a long shot, but she was strong and smart. She obviously had a chance if she played her cards right. But I feared what would happen to her if the cards didn’t play in her favor. What if Valkas discovered who she was? I couldn’t bring myself to picture the horrible things he would do to her if he found out she was the one thing who could destroy him.

  Unlike other vampires, Valkas couldn’t die via a stake to the heart, decapitation, or fire. He was the eye of the storm, and it took the witch who started that storm to end it. If she failed, her fate would be far worse than death. Valkas wouldn’t just kill her. If he did, her soul would return in less than a century in another body with the chance to take him out again. Death was hardly the worst thing that could happen to a person. He’d find a way to trap her soul—or des
troy it. It was the only way to ensure he could live forever.

  I sighed, feeling completely heartbroken as I watched her. She smiled across the table at Ryland. She had no idea what kind of terrors lie ahead if she went through with this. The only reason I hadn’t told her why I insisted she didn't go was because I was certain it would only drive her closer to Valkas. If there was ass to kick, she was right there to shove her foot straight up it.

  Not only that, but I was selfish as all hell. I knew from the moment I saw her that we were destined to be together. I saw something in her eyes the night we’d met, something that looked so familiar it knocked the wind right out of me. There was an instant connection because we’d already lived a whole lifetime together… and I wanted to live every other lifetime with her, too.

  “Surrender!” Rae demanded with a laugh, cutting through my thoughts.

  Sweat had broken out on both her and Ryland’s heads.

  “No,” Ryland objected. “I’m not losing to a girl.”

  Rae scoffed. “You’re not winning to one, either.”

  Fiona doubled over in a fit of laughter. Even I snickered.

  Shit, I couldn’t let this girl go, not right when I’d found her. I’d waited years for her to show up. I didn’t know I was waiting for her, of course, but I knew I was waiting for someone. I had the sketches from Sondra to prove it. They were tucked in the outer pocket of my duffel bag. I’d pulled them off the wall before our house burned down.

  Sondra couldn’t exactly tell the future. No witch could without a magical object to assist them. But they could get a sense of where Synchrony was leading you. Sondra knew Synchrony was leading me to Rae long before Rae ever stepped into my life. She'd drawn the sketches to give me hope.

  Rae pushed with all her might, making headway. Ryland pushed back, but Rae had already gained the upper hand. He conceded before his hand ever hit the table.

  Ryland dropped Rae’s hand and crossed his arms. “Okay, I give, but only because I have a bad arm.”

  He scowled and rubbed his bicep, which wasn’t even the arm that had been broken. Besides, he’d undergone enough healing spells that it should’ve been good as new by now.

  Rae shot her fists into the air in victory. My heart danced inside my chest when I saw the overly excited look on her face. Most of the time, she was all business. It was nice to see her beaming for once. And lord, was it beautiful.

  Teagan and Fiona both gave Rae a high-five before she stood from her chair and turned to me with a smile.

  Slay. The girl effing slayed me. She was perfect.

  She caught me staring, and I involuntarily blushed under her gaze. She didn't notice.

  Rae wiggled her eyebrows. “Your turn to challenge the beast, Venn.”

  I sat up straighter and laughed. “Believe me, Ryland and I have had our fair share of show-downs.”

  Rae smirked. “Me, Venn. I meant me.”

  I couldn’t help but smile. Holy crap, was it a wide smile. I must’ve looked like I had a fork stuck sideways in my mouth. But that was the way she made me feel, like there was this light inside of me that had been begging to escape my whole life but was shadowed by all the darkness in my past... until she flipped the switch. All that light came pouring out all at once.

  “Nah,” I said, waving my hand like it was no big deal. “I think you’ve already crushed enough sets of balls for the night.” My gaze flickered to Ryland, who shot daggers my way.

  He scoffed and mumbled, “I’m sure she’ll be doing more than that later tonight.”

  I had the sudden urge to punch him.

  Rae crossed her arms and stuck out her hip. I wanted to kiss the pout right off those sexy lips of hers.

  “I didn’t realize this was the freaking patriarchy,” Rae teased with a raise of her eyebrow. “They’re not going to revoke your man card.”

  I shrugged. “They might.”

  Rae crossed the room and grabbed my hand from off the back of the couch. Fire tingled up and down my skin, but the good kind—the warm kind.

  “Come on…” she begged. “We’re just having fun.”

  How could I deny her of that? It’d been all business since we met, besides the few minor make out sessions that left us both wanting more.

  I took a deep breath, pretending like I had to think about it. Finally, I stood and followed her over to the table. “Fine.”

  “Whip-cha.” Ryland made a whipping motion through the air.

  “Shut up,” I grumbled as I pushed him aside so I could take his seat across from Rae.

  “Watch out,” he warned as he stood. “This girl is stronger than she looks.”

  My eyes met hers, and I beamed. “I know.”

  She gazed back at me with challenging eyes, then took my hand, squeezing it tightly. My breath caught in my chest.

  “On the mark of three…” Teagan stated. “One… Two… Three!”

  Every muscle in my body tensed as I threw all my strength into the arm wrestle. Damn, this girl was strong. Most girls would go flying across the room under my shifter strength. But Rae was nothing like most girls.

  Needless to say, she won the arm wrestle, but I was the lucky guy who won a red-hot consolation kiss.

  1

  The world had a way of raising you up just to slam you into the dirt the second you thought you were safe. I'd learned to roll with the highs and lows, but I also knew that perfection was only temporary. Which meant that the few days I'd had with my new family in Genevieve's lake house were coming to a close.

  Venn and I lay beside each other on one of the big couches in front of the fireplace. We barely fit, but he pulled me securely to his chest to keep me close to him. My ear rested just above his heart. The hairs on my arm rose as I listened to the comforting thump of his heartbeat and felt the warmth of his breath across the top of my head. The fireplace crackled, and soft voices from the patio drifted in through the screen door with the cool night breeze.

  My fingers ran over the back of Venn’s hand, examining the skin that’d been sliced open just days ago. There were no signs of injury anymore, and when I pressed down, he made no indication that it bothered him.

  I’d tested Ryland’s arm earlier, and that was back to normal—though his attitude hadn't improved much. He didn't say anything when Teagan was around to keep him in line, but I caught him throwing death glares my way every now and then. He looked like he wanted to punch me for what I'd done in a past life. And maybe he would've—if he knew I wouldn't smack him right back.

  Through the sliding glass doors, I could see Fiona standing next to Teagan, sipping on her soda and staring out across the lake. It was clear her broken leg was healed as well.

  It should’ve been great news, but it only made me feel sick. I told myself I’d stay long enough for everyone to heal. Now that we were all feeling better, I had to go.

  I didn’t want this amazing mini-vacation to end. For the first time in years, I’d felt normal. I cooked breakfast with Teagan and stayed up late talking with Fiona. We all went swimming in the lake and ate popcorn while we watched a dumb slapstick comedy that made me forget—if only for a moment—that I lived in a world of monsters.

  And then there was Venn. Every moment with him was like magic. He took my breath away. It didn’t matter the circumstances, whether it was the time I caught him staring while we were cleaning up after dinner, or the time he cornered me in the laundry room and we had the most amazing make out session. I was totally smitten by the guy.

  Except for one thing. He didn’t want me going after Valkas.

  And I had to. For one, Jenna was on that island with the bastard, and I already knew without a doubt that I was going after her. But now I had the chance to kill Valkas while I was at it? It wasn’t an opportunity I could pass up. Not only did it mean eliminating one of the worst terrorist threats in history, but Matias had said that killing Valkas would kill all the other vampires as well.

  “What happens to you when I kill Valkas?” I�
��d asked him.

  “I suppose it breaks the spell,” he’d replied. “Once that magic is no longer keeping me alive, I would die—just as would all the other vampires.”

  I’d asked Sondra about it while we were sunbathing along the lakeshore a few days ago, and she agreed it made sense. If I broke the curse, all vampires would perish.

  This had to be done, and I was the only person who could do it. I only wished I could convince Venn to come with me.

  “Venn?” I cleared my throat.

  “Yeah, Rae?” He let out a long, soothing breath.

  Damn it. He was totally relaxed. I wasn’t ready to have this fight with him again… but I couldn’t keep putting it off. There was work to be done.

  “We need to talk about what’s happening next.”

  Venn’s whole body tensed. He glanced down at me. “We’re going after Matias. We have to destroy the Artifact.”

  My jaw clenched. “You know he’s not the only threat out there. You promised we’d go after my sister.”

  Venn sat up straight, pulling his arm out from under me. I nearly toppled off the end of the couch, but I quickly righted myself and sat next to him.

  Venn raked his fingers through his dark hair. “That was before. You don’t understand how dangerous Gregor Island could be, do you?”

  I stared back at him with a stone-cold expression. If he thought I didn’t understand the dangers of going after Valkas, he seriously underestimated me. But it was because of those dangers that I had to go. No one had heard from the Soulless in two years, which only meant they were planning something… something big. And I had to stop them first.