Chapter 15 (Demon) Anthony brought me a whole stack of books, everything that he could find, every piece of literature known to the Underworld about dreamwalking. I had spent hours pouring over every book, committing everything I read to memory. I didn't want to miss a single thing. There had to be a way I could help Rayne. I was already so exhausted after the day I had endured. That, and all of this reading on top of it, had me fighting to stay awake. I swear I only closed my eyes one time and the next thing I know I'm dreamwalking. This was nothing new to a Reaver though, no big deal. I'm dreamwalking my own dream. Perfect, I could use this time to study more while my body rested. I was in my room where I had originally fallen asleep, when I heard a noise. How could there be something unexpected here? I control my own dreams... I wanted to let it play out, so I hid just behind the drapes as Rayne walked into my room. I was so surprised to see her, my heart skipped a beat, or may
Chapter 16 (Rayne) I woke up suddenly before my alarm. I sat up and was way confused about my recent dream. It felt so real. I touched my lips as the feeling of his kiss was lingering. Wynter had dreamt with me as well, while she wasn't there in my dream for some reason, she remembers it all. She was howling about Mr. K... Raziel. Was that really his name? It was a beautiful name, it rolled off my lips so effortlessly. Something had me hoping it was his name. I fought the urge to mind link him and ask. I mean, he told me if I needed him, he would be there... but asking his name is hardly a need. I sighed, and decided I wouldn't bother him, just in case. In any normal situation the thought of him would have sent a spike of fear shooting straight through my chest. But for some reason I found myself almost missing him suddenly... I blamed the dream for my sudden change of heart. Wynter’s approval was prevalent in her howls. “Maybe we should get to know him?“ Wynter stated with a pout
Chapter 17 I took one last look at myself in the mirror, satisfied with my appearance. I had found the most perfect dress for tonight. It was solid gold and shimmered in the light with a set of black accent chains hanging off the single shoulder. I decided even though it was scarily close to the dress from my dream, it was not the same color so it would suffice. Plus, I really liked that whole one shoulder thing. It was shorter than I intended, but it fit well, accentuating my curves. I paired it with some gold 6 inch heels. They had black and gold straps that went up over my ankle. My hair fell to my waist in beachy waves. I decided it was time for a new style. Plus I really liked my hair and those shoes in that dream, so why not? Gold eyeshadow adorned my eyelids, with black in the creases, and black mascara to match. On my lips was a glitter gold gloss. Not too overpowering, just enough to show a hint of glitter in the right lighting. I felt bangin’ hot and ready to go. Wynter l
Chapter 18 (Alpha Drake) I headed into the club knowing that more than half of my pack would be there or following shortly. The Edge was a place where the creatures of the underworld frequented, along with Humans. It made an interesting collaboration, for lack of a better word. I forbid my pack from going here without myself present, as we have had issues with the other species before. When I'm here, no one dares step to me or my pack. Perks of being who I am. With everyone knowing my history, it makes it easy to be left alone. They know that I would do anything for those loyal in my pack, but those who disobey don't end up so lucky. It's easier for me to kill them than punish them, and wonder if they will do it again or not. I had complete control over everyone. Everyone... except Rayne. She was my problem child. Escaping death previously for disobeying because of that damn Reaver. And since then, she's been far from obedient. I could feel her slipping from my control and I hated
Chapter 19 (Rayne) My blood was boiling, how could Alpha Drake expect me to want anything to do with him after how he's always acted towards me? His hand against my throat, my back against the wall, such a familiar position we always found ourselves in. He was unpredictable, and I guess this is what made him so terrifying. He couldn't keep his temper under control either, in turn causing his Wolf to lose it. And he couldn’t control his Wolf either. To say he was hot headed was an understatement. His temper just didn't mesh well with my newfound cockiness towards him, thanks to Raziel. "You will not talk back to me again." The venom in his voice was oozing as he enunciated every word. I was fucking raging at this point, and I just lost it. I wasn't even sure what I was doing but it was like my hand knew exactly what to do. "I will do whatever I choose." I spat, and as if instinct took over, I slammed my hand into the middle of his chest. Alpha Drake then went flying into the adjace
Chapter 20 (Raziel) I had felt the pull of magic coming from Rayne as it was materializing in her palm. Being a High Priest had its advantages. I could zone in on any Reaver and know what powers they were using at any given time. I could do it to any creature, but why waste my time? It wasn't something I really used often, or even cared about. But since Rayne started dreamwalking I had kept my eye on her in case other powers started to emerge. It’s a good thing I did too. As soon as I felt it, I instantly focused on her and materialized where she was. I ended up at The Edge, in the doorway of the second floor. I scoffed, a night club huh? Lovely. Our kind rarely frequented places such as these. We had, what you could say, a reputation... I looked up just in time to see her throw Alpha Drake into the adjacent wall in a fury of green flames. It took me a minute to register what had happened as I was in awe at her appearance. She was wearing my color, gold. And I had not influenced h
Chapter 21 I snapped my fingers and the DJ put on a slow song. I snapped my fingers again and slowed down time, that way I could revel in this moment much longer. Manipulating time was something I did often. I loved giving myself more time to complete tasks, or speeding time up when I was anticipating something. These simple changes came in rather useful. Just another one of the many things we, as Reavers, could do. Rayne looked up at me. Her beautiful platinum eyes were sparkling. I couldn't help but think about a time when she would be mine forever. I planned to slow time down often once that happened. I knew she would warm up to me, it just took time. Maybe quite a bit more time than I had anticipated. She will be 20 in a short time, and I had hoped to win her over around 18 or so. That didn't quite work as well as I had originally thought. Probably my own fault anyways, you know, scaring off all those people she cared about, and killing Eric. Nero scoffed, they deserved it any
Chapter 22 (Rayne) I was definitely feeling the alcohol after my drink, Alpha Drake's drink, and Raziel’s drink. They didn't go light on us Wolves knowing that we didn't get drunk like Humans. I probably had the equivalent of 10 shots, if I were to guess. Not that I was even drunk still, but definitely feeling good. You know, that lowered inhibition feeling good. I looked up into Raziel’s eyes and for the first time I wasn't scared of him. Probably the alcohol talking. I was still somewhat in shock after the events that unfolded... Actually, I was in denial mostly. I had launched Alpha Drake across the room with only my hand. I acted like I didn't see the green flames, but I did, and I've seen them before from Raziel... I was just too afraid to bring it up. I vaguely remembered my mother and Alpha Drake being suspended in green flames. A twinge of realization hit me. I may be more than just a Wolf.... At this time it was probably due to the alcohol, but I didn't even freak out. My