Todos os capítulos de Mated to the Night Wolf: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 65

•|•|•Adeline, do you not know that you have saved me from eternal damnation? My soul only rests in your embrace. Without it, I am not a man, not even beast, I become things unknown. I devolve into nightmare and shadow. I become—wrath entirely.•|•|•[KAYOS ADREN PRIME]The Black Death deforms into a cloud of smoke, shadow, and night, descending the outer walls of the Night Court in broad daylight from the High Window.Mimicking the form of a black cloud it plunges into the gardens of the court, crawling through the grass toward the dark maze that looms farther away in the distance, like the beginning of a lucid nightmare.There—I watch as it slips in noiselessly, deep into its dim interior where an eternal mist pools and the morning dew glistens in the new sun. To the naked eye, the maze is only a massive unsolvable puzzle of overgrown hedges and vines that sits behind the Night Court, standing hauntingly in a shade of endless shadow, despite the brightness of even the brightest day,

•|•|•See how they haunt us, our regrets, our reckless mistakes?They are shackled to us like ghosts. We cannot escape. So we hide in the dark, where no one may see.•|•|•[MASTER GREGORY]Many new feelings afflict me...Confusion, excitement, fear, apprehension, indeed only the strangest emotions and the oddest combinations. My mind runs wild, thoughts rapid as I tread the empty passageways from the Night Wolf's Sanctuary, coming to a slow stop in front of the familiar wall where I now know the hidden doorway lies.I stare at the cold brick that towers before me, eyes trailing the rough ridges beneath the low flicker of torchlight. It is strange how even this close to the light I feel a cold shudder cross my spine.So this was how he did it.Mmm. Back then, I had always wondered. When I served in his time. My lips press thinly and almost by instinct I turn to the left, glimpsing the gloomy hall I had only just left behind me as if I might see that familiar haunting figure cross