To refresh your memory and better understand this chapter, I suggest you read chapter 32 of volume one, titled Claudia Jeanne OliviaWho is the girl?, he pondered, as his brows furrowed, the Ancients weren't creatures with much interest in creatures, except those from the underworld, from hell. The place of their mysterious origin. Throughout his existence, he had only witnessed the ancients show interest in a single creature, Jared Donovan. It was an interest with selfish benefits and desire"Who is the girl?" He asked unable to keep his curiosity to himself while he felt his life force slowly draining, like smoke dispersing into the air. From above, one of the ancients descended towards the rocky ground which created a loud rumble and echoes with its impact.The batlike creature had an appearance as though it drew its existence from the blackest of nightmares, a thing too hideous for reality, a being sprung from the flaming pits of hell, spawned of the quivering slime that festers

Like a precious lost treasure, she held the book in her hands with the inscription "The Book of the Banshees" etched like gold on the cover. Evelyn's eyes were trained on the book, lost in the sight of it like an invisible specter tethering her thoughts and focus to one single point. She felt a short wave of power surge through her core, its energy emanating from the item on her arm, It was as if her brain was suffering a massive short circuit and was struggling to compute. Worried in a trance Leon moved into her line of sight, touching her cheek with the side of his thumb, his lips forming a pensive grin."Lost little kitty?," His calm and ear-sensual voice lured her mind into reality Evelyn's head tilted upward to his face, her eyes sliding into focus, and how couldn't she?, Leon's glance-stealing, heart stealing, and soul-scorching face worked like a charm."Huh?," She muttered with a smile running her thumb over the book cover. She couldn't quite explain it, she felt a deep conn

This chapters contain gruesome scene of torture, readers discretion is advised.Few minutes LaterJared sat asher on a chair, knocked unconscious by Jared he was unable to fight back the devil, his hands was tied behind his back and duct tape placed over his mouth to muffle his screams while unconscious with his head down. Satisfied with Asher's restraint he rips off the duct tape, which awakens asher. "Ah fuck!" He cursed at the sudden sharp pain before settling his gaze on Jared who walks away and grabs a chair. He sits it in front of Asher who eyes were stained red in rage. Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out a pack of cigarettes and settles it between his lips. "Tell me everything about Evelyn and i'll spare you the torture," He said puffing out smoke from his mouth"There's nothing to tell you," He smirked, "It doesn't matter what you do to me, I won't say a fucking thing," He said with a glare. There was any need of compulsion after all it didn't seem to affect Jared."Why

Blood flowed through her open wounds into the ground, while Leon stood back watching her every move like an owl. Any wrong move and he was prepared to intervene. He watched Evelyn squat to the ground as she drew an enclosed circle with her blood."Mirac Aplex Ethion Insidious!," She chanted with her arms outstretched. Her parched eyes gaze upwards as though yearning for a sign hoping against hope she would pull it off.She looked up at the sky thrumming with the anticipation of release. The wind became a tyrant as it roars and groans bending the distant trees, knee-length grasses and splintering branches. It blew and molest, bringing with it mountains of clouds that reek of evil.As the rolling clouds come crashing down on the ground, a sudden bright fork jab out from them, zigzagging its way across the lead-heavy sky, followed seconds later by ear-piercing thunders that shatter the sky and shake the ground. "Evelyn are you okay?," Leon yelled from a distance, despite the darkened sk

Too stunned to speak, they both stared at Alex unblinkingly and astonished. His response was one of complete disbelief as Leon raised his eyebrows in mock and disbelief at his extraordinary story. It was the story of Fairy tales, myths, and legends. If the Elder was indeed truthful, which be suspected he was, it would place his age at over a thousand years. An age no lycan besides Morbius had ever surpassed."You see Evelyn, we are the same," He said with a smile before adverting his gaze to Leon, "In a way, we share some similarities don't we Leon?""And what would that be?""We are both half-breeds and abominations to our kind, if my secret was ever disclosed, there's no doubt I'd be killed," He said with a smile settling his gaze on Evelyn who found of difficult to speak. He moved towards a chair and slumped his butt on the seat. "How did you live this long," Leon questioned Alexander who crossed his legs before answering"I don't know, a child born of both Lycan and banshee paren