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

near a small village.” Ziahra announces.

to home?” Alaia muses, looking

said so, end of discussion.” Ziahra replies,

trust everyone…

mind, and I wonder how many are truly on her

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

to Kash, who cocks a brow at her.

a bottle of

she gives me the smallest of nods.

We’re ready.

bit. Let them eat.” She commands, turning away.

for food and to sleep, although we are constantly drugged and kept under watch.

is no longer giving me the

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

stomach sinks as my gaze flickers to

she taunts her with a wicked

grin only grows

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

the sky when Ziahra gives the signal. We are camping near

the air is

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

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

was abandoned and

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

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

more, noticing the vampires were uneasy around it, but if she knew what this place was, I know that smile

sleep?” Evelyn murmurs.

let’s go for a walk.” I tell her, leaning closer so I can keep my voice low.

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

would be waiting for us. To help carry the

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

questions, looking towards the

shrug, while my

to us, out in

still a partially open area. Of course, I know why security was a little lax. I wonder if she did too…

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

as I glance at her outstretched arm, her fingers twitching to

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

think I’m looking into the eyes 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

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