Chapter 8 (Demon) I clenched my jaw as I watched that scum of an Alpha turn and run off. I wanted nothing more than to rip his throat out right here, right now. But he was the only reason Rayne was in somewhat of a safe space. And I needed her to be safe. I turned to face her, and I could see the wound bleeding on her brow. I quickly healed it, wondering why she hadn’t healed on her own yet. Sometimes a wound that is relatively bad will take longer to heal. It must have been a lot deeper than it looked. The thought of him hurting her enraged me to no end. "If he so much as looks in your general direction, you let me know and I will end him!" I sneered. I was more than upset, I was fucking furious. I tried my best not to let my anger show, but I was sure I was failing... I know how much my anger affects Rayne, even if she tries to act like it doesn't. She was already terrified of me. Which was partially... Ok, entirely my own fault... Ripping her boyfriend's throat out and all... I
Chapter 9 Despite the fact that I knew Alpha Drake couldn't hurt me anymore, my legs were still shaking like a leaf when I got to his office door. I squared my shoulders and held my head high, waiting to be called inside. Not that it would change my outcome at all, but I could hope. I was only outside of his door a few agonizing seconds before I heard him. "You may enter, Rayne." His tone was rough, and he didn’t sound happy in the least bit. I cringed, and Wynter whined when she heard the straight acid seeping through his voice. Alpha Drake exudes power. You could feel it rolling off him in waves at all times. Even when my Demon had saved me earlier, Alpha Drake had still exuded immense power. He was looking him dead in the eyes, not knowing if that would be the last sight he ever saw. Still, even faced with possible death, he never backed down. It was terrifying, really. The man was fearless, and I knew from the stories that he was also ruthless. Those two combinations are volatile
Chapter 10 I was in my room, except it wasn't my room... It looked different, somehow... I got up and went to my closet to find something to wear. As I opened the closet door and peered inside I noticed that everything in my wardrobe was not mine... It seemed that none of these items of clothing were anything I would have actually bought for myself. After looking through all the items available, I picked out a black and silver shimmery dress. It was short and had only one shoulder. It was tight fitting and accentuated all of my curves. I picked it because it seemed like the most modest thing in there. A pair of black and silver, sparkly, six-inch heels followed. They looked like they were made for this dress. I didn’t normally wear heels, but these were just calling out to me. My long silver hair flowed down my back in beachy waves, which I thought was strange... My hair was always pin straight. I’ve never worn it wavy before. It looked nice though, maybe a change was needed. I loo
Chapter 11 (Demon) "Anthony, what do you have to report?" I asked curiously. Anthony was my second in command. He was tall and muscular like any Reaver. He sported dark hair, dark bronze eyes, and a straight expression almost always. He had a crescent moon tattooed on the right side of his face with vines going down his neck. He handled all my dirty work, the cleanup, the reports. He did literally anything and everything I asked with complete obedience. Absolutely no questions asked. You could say he would be considered a friend, my closest friend, even. Reavers did not run or live in packs like the Wolves did. We were more solitary keeping to our small Covens of 13 or less and just branching off from there. I, however, ran 23 Covens. Much of those Covens are intertwined together, living in the same areas. We inhabited more area than I think anyone realized. With our sheer numbers and our multitude of powers, we really had no enemies worthwhile. I have a title, High Priest. We don
Chapter 12 I materialized directly in front of Rayne. We locked eyes and I could see her confusion. She had no idea where she was or what she was doing. I knew where we were though. We were in a dream... We were in her dream. She was hanging onto the arm of Alpha Drake. My Wolf howled at the sight of her touching him. I, however, was much too distracted by how she looked to even really care. The sight of her completely took my breath away. Not that she didn’t always take my breath away, but I had never seen her done up like this before. I had no idea how someone so beautiful could become even more enticing. She was wearing a silver and black shimmery dress with one shoulder. It hugged her in all the right places, accentuating her curves perfectly. She matched with a pair of silver and black heels, putting her even with Alpha Drake in height. Her long silver hair was in beachy waves flowing down her back. I couldn't help but notice how the colors of that gorgeous dress made her eyes
Chapter 13 (Rayne) We train four times a week Monday through Thursday, every morning for 4 hours. It was rigorous training. Alpha Drake shows no mercy, and we were expected to do the same. The only reason I knew how to fight and protect myself the way I did, was because of him, and the training he makes us complete. He pairs us off with different members of the pack to gauge and strengthen our skills. We normally never fought the same person twice within the week. We had enough pack members to be able to accommodate that. So basically, we just kicked a new person's ass every day. As much as I loathed Alpha Drake, he definitely knew what he was doing. Today, I was paired off with Roman. Strange that I had never once fought him before, or even seen him, now that I think about it. It made me wonder if he was new to our pack? Or have I just not noticed him until now? To be honest, I never noticed anyone. I kept to myself in fear that my Demon would do something... His track record was
Chapter 14 Training earlier had kicked my ass. It was rigorous on any regular day, but I only noticed now how it was affecting me. I don't know if I was just overworked fighting Alpha Drake’s croony or what. I definitely needed a nap before patrol tonight or there was no way I was going to stay awake. I still had a few hours before I had to report to the east quarter so I jumped into bed and pulled the covers up over my head. It felt like as soon as my head hit the pillow I was out. I found myself standing in front of what looked like a medieval castle. That would be the only way to explain what I was seeing. It was massive, sitting on acres and acres of land. The whole thing looked like something out of a horror movie, yet it was intriguing to say the least. The mansion was solid black with gold accents. There were peaks and pillars all over, with golden gargoyle statues positioned everywhere I looked. The windows that were visible were bigger than any I've ever seen in any home...
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