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.

stretch our legs for a bit. A few of the vampires go off to hunt for food. In most cases, they’d drain them of

the forest tomorrow and head to a temple near

are so close to home?” Alaia

discussion.” Ziahra replies, turning

You can’t trust everyone…

and I wonder how many are truly on her

sitting drinking some

to Kash, who cocks

holding a bottle

gives me the smallest

Let

us for food and to sleep,

Ziahra is no longer giving me the drugs she’s

third at Kash, and

as my gaze flickers to Evelyn, where she’s staring

and she’s finding it amusing as she taunts her with a wicked smile.

whose grin only grows larger

Evelyn smirks before she looks at me. Our eyes meet, her smile fading and

is high in the sky when Ziahra gives the signal. We are camping near some

energy in the air is

the trees, like they are expecting the ghosts that haunt this place to show

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

entire place, you could tell, was abandoned and in

tile roof was slowly caving in. The tiles are

entangled around the building like it was trying to strangle it, making the

enjoying it even more, noticing the vampires were uneasy around it, but if she

“Can’t sleep?” Evelyn murmurs.

tell her, leaning closer so

The vampires were keeping a lookout and Ziahra had managed to get me alone long enough

Kash and one other she said she trusts, would be waiting for us. To help carry the

plenty of time to slip it to her, I

She questions, looking

my

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

of the temple, it was still a partially open area. Of course, I know

a few moments, holding her hand out

at her

my hand out to her. She looks

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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