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I head back to my room, my phone pinging from his message. I sat back on my desk, accessing my computer and finding the file with Adeline’s name on it. When I locate the video, I slip on my headphones over my head, drowning out the world around me. I close my eyes tightly, clutching the earphones firmly against my skull. Her moans penetrate my skull and her soft cries evade my soul. Finally, I can breathe again for now. ADELINE

His voice pulsates in excitement. At once a man appears in front of him out of no where, as soon as Benjamin opens the gates of the haunted house. "Do not go there. It is just an illusion." A man in a long coat with no limbs flying in air appeared in front of him. "It is the evil spirit which is calling you." He warned him. But Benjamin did not care for his words. On a trance he continued to walk ahead towards the mansion. "Our phones are dead. I need to call somebody for help. My wife is laying there unconscious." He points to his broken car.

Brent probably went to check on Shawna, and Tor will be busy overseeing the surrender of the survivors. “Did you find Harriet?” Brent asks. “No. Just her lackey.” “I’m no one’s lackey,” Adele protests. “I am Lady Adele, high mistress of-” Amalie’s eyes flash and Adele goes whiter than white. With her free hand, she starts to claw at her neck. She slowly turns crimson, then blue. “Edira stop!” I order and push my aura out at Amalie. My mate falls to her knees, breathing heavily and trembling from head to toe while Adele inhales sharply and starts to whimper.

Vicky whispered at my side, “You’re terrifying.” I smirked. “I’m untouchable.” ★ ★ ★ Kael’s POV The whiskey scorched my throat, but it dulled nothing. The emptiness remained, gnawing. My phone buzzed, Miss Adeline’s name flashing. I answered, voice heavy. “Yes?” Miss Adeline’s voice shook. “Sir… There's a woman claiming to be your wife. Customers are leaving. The staff can’t contain her.” I pressed my hand against my forehead, shutting my eyes. Diana’s face haunted me. Her laughter. Her smile. Her absence.

The room felt so cold. Adrain slowly walked towards her, his footsteps echoed through the room. Tap! Tap!! Tap!!! He stopped beside her. Clara quickly closed her eyes. She remembered what the ghost had told her, Don’t look into his eyes. No matter what happens… Don’t do it. “Clara,” Adrain called her softly. She refused to answer. “Look at me!” She shook her head. “No,” Clara refused. His voice remained calm. “I said…. Look at me.”

Vincent’s POV Adeline’s words wouldn’t leave me. They trailed after me from the park, clinging to the corners of the hall, whispering through the hush of my footsteps. Even when I shut the door behind me, they slipped through the cracks like ghosts that refused to fade. The silence of my chambers did nothing to drown them—if anything, it made them louder. “You abandoned me.” I pressed my palms against my ears, but it was useless. You can’t unhear something that came from the heart.

He was a man of imposing stature, and Adeline found herself lingering for a moment just to look at him. She stepped out, giving him his peace. He had been exhausted since last night; perhaps sleep was his only escape from his own heart. Her phone buzzed. A string of messages from Eleanor appeared on the screen. Whore, why aren't you answering my calls? Answer me! I want to talk! Adeline’s hands trembled. Anger, resentment, and hurt swirled inside her, and as her emotions flared, her stomach tightened uncomfortably. She sat down, taking a long drink of water.

I kept going over everything from the nightclub and the vampire’s image kept popping up in my head. “Bride? I know you can hear me, and I know you are thinking of me, all good, I hope.” Prince Dagon spoke in my head with a laugh. I ignored it, I would have to pick up the herbs tomorrow to keep him from controlling me, he was stronger than I thought. I didn’t think he would contact me so soon, or that merely thinking of him would give him an opening in my mind. “I know you can hear me, why not just answer?”

Oh, my dear, you're already dead. The words hit her like a physical blow. Her knees buckled, and she stumbled back. "Dead? No.. I was running. I..I can't be dead!" The devil leaned forward, his sharp features illuminated by the flickering flames. "Your body lies lifeless in the forest, you bled out after you were pierced by a branch you so carelessly tripped over. The ghost who led you here, the one you followed? That was Hades, guiding your soul to me."

Adeline has to live in a world full of betrayals, problems, and mistakes with a bit of miracle. Adeline woke up the next day after the alarm sounded. From what she remembered, she never had an alarm clock. Therefore, where did that loud and annoying sound come from? She suddenly hears a groan. A man’s morning groan. She gathered her thoughts before realizing she’s not in her apartment. She’s at someone else’s and she didn’t know whose. Adeline could feel the bed moving and she’s lying to it, although she’s not the one moving. She carefully turned her head on the right side to see who’s sleeping right next to her, and a piercing scream broke the morning silence.