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Book Three of The Immortal Chronicles Series

Nancy A. Lopes

The Nightwalker Chronicles Copyright © 2017 by Nancy A. Lopes. All Rights Reserved.

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My wonderful, loving parents: I love you guys. Thank you so much for everything that you have possibly given me and all that you have done for me. I am and will be forever grateful for all of it.

To my Chroniclers, my dearest readers: You guys are the best readership in the world. These books would not be

possible if not for the fact that I have you guys to read them.

I am so grateful for each and every one of you. Thank you for your continued support, it means the world to me. Here’s hoping that you’ll like this installment as well.

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It had been a year since the events in Vancouver and a decade before that. For the most part everything was peaceful, but if you had told me on my best friend’s 26th birthday that he was the

prince of a kingdom? Well, I would have thought you were crazy, but now? He’s king and I couldn’t be prouder. I had been at the table having my lunch when the doors opened, and Xavier entered with another body draped in his arms.

“Hey Theo, have you seen Ronan?” he asked me.

Looking at the body, I sighed. Great, another victim of these attacks; That was already the 10th one this week. Ever since someone had come in and gathered the Sanguists and used them to attack the mortals and anyone that they could again.

Shaking my head in response, I noticed to my shock and curiosity that the body in his arms had familiar long beautiful blonde hair. Getting to my feet and inching closer I soon saw to my horror who was in Xavier’s arms.

“How?” I simply asked, looking up at him.

“I found her by the tower, I don’t know why she was there,” Xavier said.

I thought for a few minutes and then as if remembering something, my eyes widened.

“Didn’t Ronan have that speech but couldn’t make it, so Alexa offered to go in his place?”

“Yeah, I remember. So, you think this was a sort of revenge plot?” Xavier asked.

“What was?” a voice asked just as the doors opened again.

Turning around, we saw Ronan standing at the doors with a confused look on his face, that quickly turned to horror when his eyes fell on Alexa. Rushing over, he carefully took her face into his palms and gazed at her, the look on his face, distraught.

“Oh Alexa…” he said, carefully looking at her face as tears grew in his eyes.

“Where did you find her?” he asked, gazing up at Xavier, his face streaked with tears.

“By the Freedom Tower. We think she may have been one of the victims of one of the latest explosions,” I replied, raising a hand and placing it on his shoulder.

I pulled him into a hug allowing him to cry into my shoulder. Looking up over his head, I looked up at Xavier.

“We need to get her to the infirmary now,” I said.

Nodding briefly, Xavier sped off towards the infirmary leaving just the two of us now alone together.

“Thanks, I don’t know how I’m going to tell Clara and Cole their mom is gone,” Ronan said.

“You’re not going to do it alone. I’ll be there,” I replied.


“Of course. Do you want to tell them now?”

Ronan nodded.

“Better now than never,” he said, shooting me a bleak smile.

Gently throwing an arm around his shoulders like I did when we were kids, I carefully led Ronan down the hall until he reached Clara’s bedroom door. Raising a hand, I knocked on her door and waited until it opened. In the doorway, stood Clara, the look on her face, concerned.

“Dad, Uncle Theo what happened?” she asked.

Opening his mouth to speak, his eyes filled with tears. He tried many times to speak but every time Ronan tried, he just couldn’t.

“Can we come in Clara? It’s important,” I said, noticing that Ronan was unable to fully explain what had happened.

“Of course, you can. Come in,” she said, stepping back so that we could enter the room.


When we entered the room, we saw that Cole was on her bed playing with the twins. His attention was temporarily pulled away though when we entered the room.

“Hey dad, Uncle Theo did something happen?” he asked.

“Clara, can you sit down for a moment? I have to tell you and your brother something.”

“Okay…Uncle Theo, you’re really scaring me,” Clara said.

“As I was eating lunch, Xavier came in with someone in his arms. It was your mom,” I said.

“What are you saying?” Cole said, getting to his feet and walking closer.

“Your mom, she’s gone,” I said.


Ronan nodded, slowly.

“Yeah, I wish it wasn’t true, but it is,” he said.

“But how?” Clara asked.

“We think she was one of the victims of the explosion of The Peace

Tower that hit two days ago,” I replied.

“What are we going to do?” Chase asked from behind Clara, his hands on her shoulders.

“We’ll figure something out, don’t worry.”

“Theo’s right, we will find out who did this and we will make them pay. Make no mistake, but for tonight? Tonight, we rest, we’ll figure things out in the coming weeks,” Ronan said.

“Your dad’s right. Try to get some sleep,” I said, offering a comforting smile.

“Okay, you too,” Clara replied.

Getting to his feet, Ronan walked over to both Clara and Cole and pulled the both of them into a hug. Finally, after a few minutes, he pulled away. “Night, you guys. See you later,” I replied, pulling open the door and allowed Ronan to step out ahead of me before I followed him out.

Once the two of us were out the door, I turned towards Ronan and saw that thankfully he now had a relieved smile on his face.

“You were right, that was easier than I thought. Thanks, Theo,” he said.

“Of course. You had to do it, you know that Ronan. C’mon, you should get some sleep, you must be exhausted,” I replied.

“You’re right, I am. I guess I’ll see you tomorrow, then?”

“Of course, try to get some sleep. Will you?”

“Definitely. Night Theo.”

“Night Ronan.”

We gave each other one final wave and headed back to our separate rooms. Once I reached mine, my hand grasped the doorknob and opened

it, stepping into the room. Shirking off my clothes and boots, I pulled back the covers and got into bed, falling asleep soon after.

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