ANMELDENThe shovel hit the dark loose soil concealing the dead beneath, ripping the earth apart under the pouring, angry rain that declared its presence with thunder and lightning.Their robes stuck to their bodies, absolutely drenched but they didn't care.Delice's focus was on the grave, whatever she would find in the coffin was about to define everything.Finally, Akeem dragged the box out and he threw it open on her command.Oliver's scent sipped into the air, along with that of rotting flesh. She at first thought that it was strange that Laura hadn't taken measures to embalm his body but given the circumstances, that couldn't have been possible.Delice took a step back, already feeling terrible that she had defiled the grave of her best friend's mate because of some alcoholic delusional. Her eyes misted with tears and she blinked her tears away.Frozen, she watched."Should I seal the coffin back
"What? Did you just say--""Yes. Oliver is right---" When she turned back, there was only an empty space where Oliver had been. "---there.""Delice, are you alright?"That question almost drove her insane."I am alright. I just saw Oliver and I heard his voice right now. He was right there." The doubt in Laura's eyes made her itch in a way she couldn't describe. She rushed over to where she had seen Oliver, trying to find out if there was a secret passage around here, but she found none.She had seen him.She had seen him!"He was right here."Or was she seen a ghost? That was... impossible."What are you doing?" Laura's eyebrows sharpened with anger. "Are you trying to dig harder into my grief?"Something in Delice dropped and her shoulders slumped, as she took some steps closer to her broken friend."No, Laura I would never--"
The Meeting Ground was very scanty, only a selected few had been invited to this.The first thing Delice noticed when she got there was the fact that Zezi had not been invited."She is tightly occupied with her assigned duty." Laura had said when Delice had asked why she had been ousted from the meeting. "I find myself lucky. Honestly, to be rid of the presence of that dog gives me the utmost relief. I'm so glad her stench isn't sticking up the place." She had ended with a giggle as she clicked her claws against the bangles around her wrist.Laura didn't seem offended that they had not been spending a lot of time together as they used to, and neither did she seem like she was grieving her mate, Oliver, like she had seemed to be doing during the few times Delice had ran into her in the Castle.She must be handling his death really well.Poor, Laura. She wished to do more for her."Also, about the poison, we
The taste of Ka'ik's blood was a mix of forbidden pleasure.The second Delice was able to snap out of the temptation, she pulled away, her lips completely smeared with the evidence of her mistake. Ka'ik's red eyes were dazed and he slumped to the floor as soon as she stopped rendering him her support. She sprinted out of the bar room and when she heard him call her name like a faint whisper carried to her by the dry, suffocating air of a graveyard, she didn't look back.An ache drummed in her head, and the speed at which she ran to her room didn't help. Different images flashed in her mind, voices that she was sure didn't reside, and a song, -no different voices singing along to some loud music, different heartbeats colliding, the smell of strong lust in the air, the rushing of blood through different veins and arteries and the taste- that taste. She could almost remember it. In fact, it felt like she was tasting it right now, but she couldn't be certain; T
While they spent time together once again, a displeased soul watched from the dark.For Akeem, his ability to remain unnoticed for as long as he wished and to wield the dark to his will, was starting to feel like a double-edged sword.It pierced his heart to watch his High Pillar with another, sharing moments that he had begged for but never received.His own Sire.Enough!He had seen enough to shatter his heart, therefore, he disappeared to deliver the extract he had in his fist to the Queen.Even as he left, their whispers from the bar room followed him and haunted him. Her laughter floated to his ears, through the hallway as he departed.If only she would ever laugh with him that way -at the things he said, if only she would ever allow his embrace without rebuking him and telling him that his feelings weren't what he believed them to be.If only she acted with him, like she was
George had found the bar, although he wasn't a type to love alcohol, this time around it had brought him some comfort.A vampire had stepped into the bar a while later and anger rose in him, his skin prickled with hatred and he sent her a glare despite knowing that she was his daughter's saviour.Lady Delice flinched slightly at his glare but she didn't take any offense. It was him again and not his wolf.With his wolf, she shared an understanding, which was strange but that was how things were.How ironic.Wasn't it his beast that was supposed to hate the vampires even more?"Thank up for saving my daughter's life." He said, raising a bottle of alcohol to his lips. That brand of alcohol would make him drunk sooner than he was prepared for. "Last night was a mistake. It will not happen again."Lady Delice smiled and nodded.She had expected that he would say that. The fact that la
Zezi's heart was pounding with regret as she ran up the stairs of the castle at an unfathomable speed.Why had she left to watch the execution in the first? She should have never left. She should have never convinced herself that she needed to be at the Execution for all the reasons she had thought i
Regret threatened to overcome her but this was not the time to think of her past actions and question herself as to why she had made those decisions without thinking properly. Every second was important and she would not waste of by dwelling on the past. If her assumption about the White Circle was
The chaos raged on beneath, and then the chaos died.It raged on again, died again, still there in the darkness she remained. Zezi had stopped her clawing at the walls and her mad senseless banging to bring the barriers down, so she could save her daughter whose voice her enhanced hearing hadn't brou
"She is going to die."Delice shook off her confusion at Nicholas' previous words, and against her better judgment, she slit her palm open with a broken wine glass. It had been a long time since she had felt pain from simple cuts like this one, watched her blood flow, and felt drained. That was what







