ZEDKIEL. Wherever they brought us, it took a minimum of half an hour at the least to get here. We were put in three different vehicles. The poison has now managed to stop me from being able to mind link the others, and with them all bound, they wouldn’t be able to mind link either. Adonis was in the same van as me and Evelyn, lying on the seat in front. Once we got to the location, we were taken from the van and led inside. I kept on alert, despite being blindfolded, making sure to pick up on all scents, rock, and damp earth… we are near water, I can hear it… We are being led through what seems to be like some man-made tunnels and I can feel us travelling deeper and deeper beneath the surface. Soon the sound of water disappears, along with the smell of wet earth, and only when I am placed in a chair and bound, is the blindfold removed by Ziahra. We are in some sort of underground warehouse. “What do you have to say?” She asks, pulling up a chair and sitting down on it backw

ZEDKIEL. Two days have passed as we continue on our way, but I am unable to remove her words from that night from my mind. She knows I’m going to betray her, and I am. Each passing day, each hour, brings me closer to doing just that. Zerachiel has been quieter, almost hesitant about what’s to come, but still, he tries to reassure me that all will be fine, but will it? I have my doubts. The tension in the air has become thick as we travel alongside the vampires. Evelyn is quieter, almost as if knowing what is to come. Ragnar had almost killed several of the vampires a few times, and only when he lost it did it bring any emotion from Evelyn, who would giggle in excitement at the violent scenes playing out around her. It’s almost like she gets off on it, and craves the violence. The madness I see sparkling in her eyes at the slightest taste of violence is particularly disturbing, yet somehow amusing to watch. “Fuck off!” Ragnar growls as a vampire tries to guide him out of the van

EVELYN. His gaze returns to me, and I don’t know what to do. I can easily unleash my wrath upon them all, but… Is he really going to tell me the truth, or is he just trying to manipulate the situation? “I need to go to the other realm. Time is running out and we won’t keep getting chances to right the wrongs of our past. I need you to trust me, Evelyn. I don’t want to hurt you; you have to know that.” There’s an urgency in his voice as he pleads with me, cupping my face in his huge warm hands. “Will you trust me?” Trust him? How? When I know every single time, he will cast me aside for her… Once upon a time, someone who used to be my world became my greatest rival… (CENTURIES AGO – FIRST LIFETIME – NINE YEARS OLD) “Evangeline!” I giggle as my hand taps her shoulder. “You’re it! You’re it!” I giggle as I spin around, my white dress tangling around my legs, and I grab two fistfuls of it as I rush away. “Eve! Wait for me, it’s so hard to run in the snow!” Evangeline giggles, as w

ZEDKIEL. “Maybe if I can get in and try to see if something is stuck…” Ziahra says, falling to her knees and peering into the tiny opening. “None of us are going to fit down there.” I say, unease filling me. “And you may be the smallest of us all, but I think you forget that your ass is far from tiny.” Kash says bending down beside her. “Piss off.” She hisses, shoving him right where he’s injured. He curses as he clutches his shoulder and looks forward again. “Force won’t work. The building is in ruins.” Ziahra says, looking up. “Let’s try to pry it open.” I suggest, letting go of Evelyn’s hand as she steps back silently. It takes the four of us to pry the sandstone entrance open, pulling and pushing the rocks that should have repositioned themselves. I hear something crack and break and the stones begin moving again and we all move back. “Thank the gods,” Ziahra says. “More like us for getting it working. You were giving up hope, remember?” Kash reminds her arrogantly. “I

EVANGELINE. Nothing. I feel like I’m in limbo, ever since she pushed me away, snatching control from me, I’ve been forced here. Alone. I can’t sense Luna… nor can I feel anything or see anything. I’m just in a void of nothingness. In a state of comatose. For how long? I don’t know… How much longer will I remain here? Even that is something I have no answer to… I miss him… miss my mate who I yearn for… My greatest regret is that the last things I said to him were out of anger. If I get the chance to meet him again, to right this wrong, I promise that I will never argue with him again. Please let me have that chance. Yet there’s nothing I can do, even when I will my body to move, nothing happens. I can’t open my eyes… I can’t move. I’m supposed to be a goddess, yet here I am… Entirely useless. Zedkiel. The thought of him is what is keeping me hoping, there is no way I will lose hope. I believe he will somehow fix things. Somehow… Please… Eternity seems to pass an