Elina XV

"Invite me in." Damonq muttered to Elina.

"What? No." She shook her head. Jane, her friend, had told her it was never a good idea to invite them inside one's home unless one was prepared to let them use their powers there.

He made a move toward the door, trying to drag himself out. She didn't want that, either. "Wait. Just wait. I need to think." She was in a state of full panic.

"No time." He reached up and wrapped a length of her hair around his fingers. "So beautiful. The color. So beautiful."

He sounded delirious. He was bleeding everywhere, but she could see he was still trying to force his body to move out of her home.

"Stop. Stop moving," she demanded, horrified at the trail of blood.

"Going to have to shut down my heart and lungs. Can't do it inside." He said.

Her mind was in complete chaos. She caught his shoulders, trying to keep him from moving back. His hand was still in her hair, connecting them. She felt that, as if a million strands bound them together, yet it was the o