ZIAHRA. I killed him! My heartbeat rings in my ears, my entire body freezing up as I realise what I have just done. Blade’s body drops to the ground, and I jump back. A shaky gasp leaves me as I stare at the dead body of one of my closest comrades. Memories of the past ring through my head, and I grip my head as I stare at the blood that now spreads across the laminate flooring. ‘I’ll always have your back Zia… Yeah? I’ll always have yours too… if anyone tries to turn on you, I’ll have your back… Oh sure, I’ll try to never turn my back on anyone…’ I killed him… I fall to my knees beside the two bodies, feeling as if everything is going wrong. What have I done? Fuck! I close my eyes, taking a few steadying breaths. “You've got this Ziahra.” I tell myself. Breathe in… breathe out… I've got this… A sharp gasp and the sudden thumping of a heart makes my head snap up. My heart leaps when I see Kash’s eyes fly open, blazing red as he jolts upright. His fangs are out as he scan

EVANGELINE. Nothingness wraps around me like a cloak. There’s no feeling of anything here. It’s not cold, warm, or windy. Everything is just… still. There’s no light, and even with our vision, I cannot see anything. This place is indeed empty. I tighten my hold on Zedkiel’s hand as we walk through the emptiness, side by side. The only sound that I can hear is the Eternal God’s footsteps ahead of us and our heartbeats. My aura is radiating off me, but it is just swallowed up by this place. Almost as if we could scream, but it would not travel. “Kind of extreme, to put her in a place like this for simply falling in love.” Zedkiel remarks. “She broke a divine law.” His cold reply comes. Zedkiel is about to reply, but I give his hand a gentle squeeze, and he frowns. ‘He’s arrogant, and he grates on my nerves.’ ‘He is a God. Perhaps the power has gone to his head.’ I tease lightly. Zedkiel smirks but says nothing for a few seconds before he kisses me. ‘Well, if you let that god s

ZEDKIEL. We had travelled fast, and we had arrived at the borders of the location that Ziahra had told us about before we left for the other realm. The location where Vadam Exodus is at. We had the small phone that Adonis had passed on, although it had no credit to make any call. I was hoping Kash would call soon once Adonis passed the message on. It was two nights later and the night we were breaking in… We are a good distance from the dark, cold mansion that is surrounded by spiked gates, and despite the silence, I know there are vampires moving around. I can see them at times, dressed all in black as they scan the surroundings, each one armed. I had managed to steal three slim swords earlier, giving one to Evangeline, although she wasn’t much of a fighter and keeping the other two for myself. “I need Kash to call…” I mutter, looking up at the moon, which was half-hidden by the clouds. The skies were dark and cloudy and only at certain moments could you see the moon peeking

ZEDKIEL. The man before me is nothing like how I pictured. He has brown hair with a few stray grey strands. He has bright blue hooded eyes, and he’s wearing a suit. There’s no emotion from him. I can’t tell if he’s angry or not. I’m not sure if my appearance has shaken him or not. It’s almost as if he’s bored or tired and doesn’t want to have to deal with me. He’s not even surprised or pretending not to be, anyway. “You wanted me, right? I’m here.” I state coldly, my eyes burning red. His gaze dips to the swords in my hands, but he says nothing. “Yes, but I did think you were already dead… that is what Ziahra declared. Lies are punishable by death.” He sneers. “Oh yeah? Well, you don’t seem surprised to see me… you knew I wasn’t dead, as for who will be punished. I’ll be the one deciding that.” I remark coldly. I keep my eyes on him, but I’m aware of how many vampires are surrounding me. He may not give a signal openly to them as he has the link to them, and that’s even more re

ZEDKIEL. A few hours have passed, and we are in a side drawing room. It’s dimly lit but no one really cares, we have been served blood and there was some food just for Evangeline. The blood itself is tasty, and it gives me the strength I really needed after that battle with Vadam. Zeina has wanted to talk to me, and so far her questions have felt extremely mediocre, as if she’s slowly trying to assess how much I would be ok with. Asking how Evangeline and I met, what Evangeline wore at our wedding and other simple questions. We had told her how Evangeline was the werewolf queen; their rightful ruler and she had been rather impressed. Every time I tried to direct the conversation to more serious conversations, she would simply say we deserved at least a few hours of calmness after the defeat of Vadam. Ziahra had been here with us, however, a short while ago she had been called out regarding something in the surrounding woods. But she still hadn’t returned after saying she’ll be b