Mated To The Predator
I squinted at the figure that was up ahead, and I recognized her before I saw her clearly.
"Speak of the devil." I muttered under my breath as I stared at Ayana. "What is she doing here?"
Daemon pulled over to the side of the road, and the cars that followed behind did the same thing. Ayana stalked towards us in a hurry and her figure became even more clearer. The colour of her hair had changed and it was white with a lavender hue in it. Her face was completely white and her eyebrows were finely carved to perfection. Her lips were puckered, giving her the innocence of a young girl, but her eyes would tell you that she was older than she looked. She wore a lavender sundress, stopping barely a