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.

vampires go off to hunt

the forest tomorrow and head to a temple near a small village.” Ziahra

are so close to home?” Alaia muses, looking at Ziahra

of discussion.” Ziahra replies, turning her back on her.

can’t trust everyone…

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

drinking some water as she stares into

to Kash, who cocks a brow at her. She

of water to my mouth. “Drink.”

she gives me the smallest of nods.

We’re ready.

a bit. Let them eat.” She commands,

the routine. They’d untie us for food and to sleep, although

Ziahra is no longer giving me the drugs she’s meant

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

to

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

nervously, whose grin only grows larger seeing Alaia’s

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. Our eyes meet,

are camping near some old run-down temple grounds, the building so old the brick and mortar are crumbling.

air is tense,

like they are expecting the ghosts

temple, the arched windows are cracked and stained. The glass is smokey, the colour and hues of what was once stained coloured glass, almost unnoticeable from mildew and mould that clings to them.

entire place, you could tell, was abandoned and in desperate need of repair.

slowly caving in. The tiles are cracked, and the

trying to strangle it, making the

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

sleep?” Evelyn

for a walk.” I tell her, leaning closer so I can keep

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

be waiting for us. To help

pocket and although I had plenty of time to slip it to her, I was unable

walk?” She questions, looking towards the broken-down temple.

I shrug, while my gullt nags

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

it was still a partially open area. Of course, I

your hand?” She asks after a few moments, holding her

as I glance at her outstretched arm, her

holding my hand out to her. She looks down at my hand before her eyes meet mine once

monster. Her eyes sparkle, revealing the slightest hints of green amongst the hazel.

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