1. The Night

ZEDKIEL.

Two days have passed as we continue on our way, but I am unable to remove her words from that night from my mind. She knows I’m going to betray her, and I am.

Each passing day, each hour, brings me closer to doing just that.

Zerachiel has been quieter, almost hesitant about what’s to come, but still, he tries to reassure me that all will be fine, but will it? I have my doubts.

The tension in the air has become thick as we travel alongside the vampires. Evelyn is quieter, almost as if knowing what is to come.

Ragnar had almost killed several of the vampires a few times, and only when he lost it did it bring any emotion from Evelyn, who would giggle in excitement at the violent scenes playing out around her.

It’s almost like she gets off on it, and craves the violence. The madness I see sparkling in her eyes at the slightest taste of violence is particularly disturbing, yet somehow amusing to watch.

“Fuck off!” Ragnar growls as a vampire tries to guide him out of the van as we take a pit stop, we’re still bound even though I can break free, Ziahra said we needed to keep up the impression we are her prisoners. So for now, I shall play the part.

“I swear, princess, I don’t know why you are bringing the rest along!” Blade growls.

“Shame you don’t call the fucking shots.” Ragnar growls, elbowing him in the nose.

I close my eyes when something crunches.

Power surges from all sides and everyone’s on edge again as silence follows.

Evelyn giggles, covering her mouth with her hand, being the only one not bound.

“Stop it!” Ziahra growls.

“Ragnar.” I warn.

He rolls his shoulders and cracks his neck, a shudder rolling through his body, and his eyes blaze red as he carries on walking.

“Don’t touch me if you don’t want to lose those hands.” He warns Blade.

“You heard him.” Kash remarks, he’s another one who’s been getting into it with Blade, taking an instant dislike to him.

‘Usually, you’re the hot head.’ Zerachiel grumbles.

‘Maybe.’

I’m more concerned about what we’re about to do.

Tonight.

go off to hunt for food. In most cases, they’d drain them of blood and we’d

to a temple near a small

are so close to home?” Alaia

of discussion.” Ziahra replies, turning her back on

You can’t trust everyone…

my mind, and I wonder how many

Evelyn where she’s sitting drinking some water as she stares

to Kash, who cocks a brow

holding a bottle of water to my mouth.

eyes meet and she gives me the smallest

for a bit. Let

routine. They’d untie us for food and to sleep, although we are constantly drugged and kept under

longer giving

a second water bottle at me and a third at Kash, and I know this bottle

gaze flickers to Evelyn, where she’s staring unblinkingly at

finding it amusing as she taunts her with a wicked smile. She

glances at Evelyn nervously, whose grin

away, and Evelyn smirks before she looks at me. Our eyes meet, her smile fading and her eyes darkening, turning vacant almost before she

high in the sky when Ziahra gives the signal. We are camping near some old run-down temple

energy in the air is

the vampires is palpable as they watch the shadows through the trees, like they are expecting the ghosts that haunt this

the old temple, the arched windows are cracked and stained. The glass is smokey, the colour and hues

place, you could tell, was abandoned and in

old tile roof was slowly caving in. The tiles

like it was trying to

seems to be enjoying it even more, noticing the vampires were uneasy around it, but if she knew

“Can’t sleep?” Evelyn murmurs.

for a walk.” I tell her, leaning closer

keeping a lookout and Ziahra had managed to get me alone long

she trusts, would be waiting for us. To help

drug in my pocket and although I had plenty of time

questions, looking

shrug, while my gullt nags

“I’m surprised they aren’t glued to us, out in this semi-open place.

we were on the premises of the temple, it was still a partially open area. Of course, I know why security was a little lax. I wonder

a few moments, holding her hand out to

her outstretched arm, her fingers

my hand out to her. She looks

I’m looking into the eyes of a monster. Her eyes sparkle, revealing the slightest hints of green amongst the hazel. Her eyes soften,

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