Chapter 0329



Abraxas

Raven's soul is so dark that it would give most Rogue's a run for their money. You could feel it as you stepped into the house. And the bedroom just radiated her darkness.

When I had been talking to Damien outside, I had half hoped I was wrong. That my baby girl had just had one of her nightmares, but it turns out she was far more aware of souls than I realised. Maybe sitting in with Neah had brought it out in her.

Though in my years hunting, I had never come across a Wolf like this.

I had seen Wolves drown in despair. I had watched them become shells of themselves, barely surviving as they faded away. But to become so consumed by what they think is right, that it turns them into this, is something else.

"Did you even love our brother?" Raven demands as she glares at Dane.

Her soul pulsates, whatever answer Dane is going to give her, it isn't going to make a difference. She is just asking questions for the sake of asking. "Of course I did. I made a vow to our parents to look after you and him." Dane tells her

"But you stopped looking after him. You gave up."

adult who became so wrapped up in himself that he didn't care what he did to others." He shakes his head in disbelief that he was even having this conversation. "Have you forgotten what the fucker did to Eric? Or that he tried to take Neah away from me? Plus the many others he pissed

"You are wrong."

were suffering because Salem rejected you? Oh right,

to do with

because if I remember correctly,

sent Jenson into whatever it was. When

you, I was the

up the pieces."

belongs to .Org

glares at him. So much hate radiates from her. Damien moves to her, cupping her chin and forcing her to look at

to slits and she spits at him

wiping the saliva from his chin. "You need to snap out of this before you

him, "Why? Am I not your precious little mate anymore? Do I not do what you ask me

and creases appear

you to recognise me."

that supposed

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