Chapter 151: Dancing with Darkness

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For years I had been waiting for the moment I would re- gain my freedom, and with every passing second, I survived in a world that didn’t want me. I dreamt of the day I would get my revenge.

The day I would be able to regain who I truly was and make my way back into a world I would punish for treating me the way it did. Power, it was the ultimate sacrifice, and with the death of so many, balance would be restored.

The distant dripping of water from the pipes within the darkness was the only thing that reminded me of where I was. I was unfairly punished for trying to correct the evils of the world. Evils the gods themselves didn’t deem important enough to be tampered with.

Sitting upon the small cot in my cell, I stared off into the darkness, waiting for anything to remind me I wasn’t alone in the plans of my rebellion. Day and night, for years, I had been formulating my plan. Making sure nothing could happen to detour what needed to be done.

A plan that would get me back to my one true love. A woman with raven black hair as deep as the night, with eyes so blue they reminded me of the sea. Her love was the only thing that made me feel mortal in a world of souls who didn’t die.

I had no doubt she was waiting for me. No doubt when I got back to her, she would be in the same small cabin we shared in the woods, anticipating when I would walk back through its front doors.

It was funny what love could do to us in the weakest of moments. How one single kiss could change your entire life, and how quickly that love could be snatched away from you when you least expect it.

“M‘ lord,” a soft voice called from within the darkness, “things are more complicated than we would have liked.”

My eyes darted to the red–haired woman I was all too fa- miliar with. “Inanna…”

The moment she came into view, she dropped to her knees before me as if to worship who I was, even if she was technically my equal in a way. As her golden green eyes gazed up at me from the floor, I couldn’t help but see how truly wicked she was.

“The girl… she isn’t doing as we would have hoped.”

Of course, she wasn’t. She was just like her mother, and that was something I expected.

“So what are you going to do then?” The question posed made a blank expression cross her face as her eyes shifted from side to side, and her heart rate increased.

“M’lord,” she stuttered in confusion, “shall I kill her?”

anger that crossed me over the comment was graciously expected. How could this woman think I would want the girl killed? She was important to my freedom, and without her,

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no such thing!” I growled in frustration, “have you not been listening to anything I have told you over the past few years? She is important to what I need.”

It was clear she was confused, and as she opened her mouth, I braced myself from the stu- pidity that was sure to follow.

to that conclusion?” I asked, trying to understand what exactly she had against the girl. Yes, she had shown interest in her over the years but never truly explained why her sudden interest in killing her had

It was a clear sign she wasn’t go- ing to say anything

as usual. “That’s good. Does he seem open

a grin that spread soft- ly across her lips. “I have been… helping him to understand.”

aren’t what I

as her gaze glittered in the dim

cocky in her approach to do what we had planned, and knowing she played with fire when it came to the pawns in our game, I was concerned. However, unlike so many others I had

shaking my head, “just no more com- plications.”

hesitation, and I knew that something else had happened she had come forth to tell me. “What

she said slowly, “he’s become a complica- tion and a possible

mean Silas?”

head, I sighed with frustration. Silas had once been a friend of mine and over time became an enemy as our views on certain things changed. He didn’t see the cause I was trying to fight for, and

Put some space between him and what- ever complication he is creating. I’m sure your

Lucas.

wanted something. However, I hadn’t expected her word to be true about meet- ing my father. The dark eyes that looked back at me were the same as my

Lucas.

haunt my dreams. There was no way I had

was filled with more darkness than

toward her, but the last thing I wanted was for her to get hurt. For the darkness inside me to lash out and destroy her in some kind

behind a wall of sarcasm and cruel intentions. No one can blame someone for lashing out in unkind ways because of what they

Whispers of hatred and unhappy endings swirled through my mind as I saw the destruction the past

keep my distance from her. Cassie would be the one to do it, and

our bond. Sought to force her into submission, and as much as I tried to fight it, I couldn’t. My lycan tried to push himself to

stared at her, all I

own as I

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