Chapter 41...Cassian

Her eyes had glazed over and turned black…again. This time I caught the change when the darkness was fading out. I knew that her heritage was mixed between the dark and the light but this rapid change sent a shiver down my spine. I didn't fear for myself, I feared for her. Was she fighting with something dark and dangerous within herself?

On our first encounter, her eyes had become the epitome of darkness. Her magic had become dark and then she sent those hellhounds back to where they came from. When she fainted I felt so useless and terrified and then she went into a coma for five months. I lost it.

Most nights I could not remember and everyday I was by her side. I had created fantasies of what our first encounter would be like. I would by her side, smiling gently down at her, whisper that she would be alright and that she was safe.

I wasn't even there when she woke and when I tried to reassure her, she tried to stab me with a pair of scissors. She was so mad that