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.

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

should clear the forest tomorrow and head to a temple near a small village.” Ziahra announces. We’ll

when we are so close to home?” Alaia muses,

discussion.” Ziahra replies, turning her back on

can’t trust

return to my mind, and I wonder how many are truly on her

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

her eyes flickering to Kash, who cocks a brow at her. She doesn’t respond and turns to

of

and she gives me

We’re ready.

a bit. Let them eat.”

and to sleep, although we

Ziahra is no longer giving me

me and a third at Kash, and I know this bottle holds the drug that I need to

my gaze flickers to Evelyn,

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

whose grin only grows

smell it emanating from her, and so can I. Watching them intrigued, Alaia ends up moving away, and Evelyn smirks before she looks at me.

the signal. We are camping near some

the air is tense,

palpable as they watch the shadows through the trees, like they

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

abandoned

the old tile roof was slowly caving in. The tiles are cracked,

the building like it was trying to strangle it, making

uneasy around it, but if she knew what this place was, I know that smile

sleep?” Evelyn

go for a walk.” I tell her, leaning

managed to get me alone long

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

the drug in my pocket and although I had plenty of time to slip it to her, I was unable

She questions, looking

shrug, while my gullt nags

surprised they aren’t glued to us, out in this semi-open place. As werewolves,

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

hold your hand?” She asks after a few moments,

I glance at her outstretched arm, her fingers twitching to touch me.

holding my hand out to her. She looks down at my hand before her

of a monster. Her eyes sparkle, revealing the slightest hints of green amongst the hazel. Her eyes soften, before they flicker black, and her expression darkens, a small frown etching

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