Novels by Ayodeji Sati

No. It wasn’t possible.No one could enter dreams. I had no reason to believe he was real, he could just be another figment of my imagination, exactly like Talon. I must have conjured him up in my head because I was so desperate to find who the voice in my head belonged to. There was no reason to believe this was a real person in my dream.“He belongs with me,” Talon growled from behind me, interrupting my train of thoughts and bringing my attention back to him, the bedsheet barely covering his naked body. “He carries my mark.”“Silence, Mongrel,” The pale-skinned man snapped, fire blazing behind his entirely pitch black eyes. “You may have marked the Seraph before me but he is mine,” He sneered at Talon.Seraph? What does that mean? What’s happening here? “This is such a weird dream, I need to wake up immediately.” I murmured to myself.The exhaustion from running for my life probably drove me insane. I was wolfless, I shouldn’t have been able to run so far in the first place. In

He was standing in my ring of fire. What I subconsciously created to keep him out originally, now trapped both of us.When I looked down at his legs that had been burnt by the flames, he was completely healed. “What are you?” I didn’t know if I asked in awe or out of fear.We were cut off from the world and the wolves that he came with circled the ring of fire, I guess whoever this man was, he was important to them. Was he Alpha Talon’s son?Alpha Talon was over a century old so it made sense that he would have an heir, although I never heard of one. He took a deep breath and let out a small sigh of pleasure. “What is that amazing smell?” He asked as he took a step closer to me.I couldn’t step out of the ring. I would be open to the attacks of what I’m guessing was a dozen wolves.“You’re probably smelling your own burning flesh,” I said, trying to sound more confident than I felt. My fatigue was getting to me but I had to leave The Red Moon pack before I even attempt to collaps

I ran as fast as my legs could carry me.“Where did he go?”“After him!”I ran faster as I heard the pack warriors closing in on me.I didn’t know what was happening to me, but I knew there was an explanation.There had to be. I couldn’t be a witch.Witches were always women. I had never heard of a male witch.And, even though witches were women, they were practically extinct. There hasn’t been a single sighting of a witch in years, the war between species made sure of that.But I couldn’t dwell on that for too long, I had to escape from my pack. Because the last reason why I couldn’t be a witch was simple. Any witch found on pack grounds must be executed. My death was set in stone even if I didn’t burn half the pack house down. The trees whipped past me, clawing against my skin as I dashed past them as fast as my skinny legs could carry me.The memory of Nathan’s body hit me like a punch in the gut and I let out a pained gasp. My legs forgot how to move on their own and I quickly

Dante’s POVAll my life, I’ve known there was evil in me.Something twisted. Vile.And all it took was getting my heart broken for the world to know it too.****“Please, Riven,” I whispered softly, like I was afraid I would fall apart if even a gust of wind blew past me. I could feel my heart breaking with every step as he slowly backed away from me. “Please, don’t do this.”Big blue eyes stared back on a familiar face but somehow it felt like I was looking at a stranger. His dark hair was packed in a rough bun and his tan skin seemed to glow under the light of the setting sun that rolled in from the only window in the room.Even while breaking my heart Riven Calder looked like a god among men.“I have to Dante. This isn’t right,” Riven replied. I couldn’t tell if it was pity in his eyes as he stared at me or something else. “I reject you, Dante Blackthorn.”A white searing hot pain ripped through me as he said those words, clawing at my lungs and throat, bubbling out from inside me