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I found myself floating on top of a cloud of black smoke, just like I had before. This time was different though. I wasn’t me. I mean, I was me, but it was like I was someone else, and I was watching me from the sidelines. I looked like a dark Goddess. I wore a flowing black and silver gown, its intricate design seeming to shimmer and writhe like living shadows. Slits on either side of the dress rose to mid-thigh, imbuing my every step with a sense of subtle, mysterious power. The sleeveless top plunged low, framing my cleavage in a sumptuous, jewel toned curve. Atop my head, a crown appeared to be forged from the very essence of The Darkness itself, its twisted, nightmarish beauty seemed to draw the light out of the air around me. My silver tresses cascaded down my back in sleek, pin-straight folds, framing my face with icy elegance. My makeup was a deliberate, dramatic statement, a rich, dark smokey eye, bold winged liner, and a deep, mysterious black lipstick. In my hand,

~(Rayne) As crazy as it sounds, I was really missing my pack and pack life. The regularity of it all. The training and dealing with Alpha Drake, even. The past months I’ve spent here with Raziel were amazing, there was no doubt about that. I had learned so much about myself and my powers. Plus, our relationship had really grown and had been getting better every day. I couldn’t deny that things had truly been wonderful. It’s so funny to me to see Raziel and not feel fear around him. I remember when he used to scare the ever-living shit out of me, and I feel like that wasn’t really that long ago. I had a brief flashback of him killing Eric and his fangs dripping with Eric's blood. I recalled seeing Eric's lifeless body on the floor. Then I heard the words he spoke to me. ‘No one may take your innocence but me.’ A shudder ran through me causing cold chills to run down my spine. I guess there was still a little fear, but not for my own life, at least. My overall experience here has

As much as I didn’t want to see him, Raphael was honestly looking like a gorgeous, dark God. I couldn't deny that I was attracted to him. It was impossible not to be. He had on a solid black suit with a silver suit vest and silver shoes. His dark hair was perfectly positioned on his head in a neat short cut. He never had a hair out of place. He had stubble on his chin, which made him look a little gruff. His silver eyes were solid black, as black as night. He was absolutely breathtaking in this form. But what caught me off guard was the unexpected, visceral pull I felt towards him. It was a sensation that was decidedly absent before. This newfound attraction was unmistakably sensual, igniting a spark of desire within me that I neither welcomed nor understood. My frustration mounted as I struggled to come to terms with this unwelcome development. My mark reacted out of its own volition. It must have sensed Raphael’s feelings for me, and responded by burning with an intense,

~(Raziel) This battle had been ruthless, and knowing that it was pointless to even try and intervene, I was somewhat enjoying the show. Things seemed as if they were coming to a head, but what would that outcome entail? These were the questions I wasn’t sure I wanted the answers to. I looked up at my brother and we locked eyes just as he sent multiple giant black fireballs hurtling my way. Beside me, Alpha Drake dodged to safety, and I instantly materialized to the side, narrowly avoiding the inferno. But Roman remained paralyzed, frozen in shock, utterly helpless. I knew I couldn't reach him in time. That's when I witnessed a selfless act that would haunt me forever. Rayne materialized directly in front of Roman, positioning herself to bear the full force of the attack. I watched in unspeakable horror as the twin fireballs struck her with unrelenting ferocity, the blast slamming into her chest with devastating precision. My heart plummeted, sinking like a stone into the

Once we made it back to his room I sat him down on his bed and looked into his golden orbs. But before I could speak he took my face in his hands. “I am sorry I lied to you about Jae and what happened. I know this is what you refer to because this is the only thing I have ever hidden from you and regardless of my intent, I know it was wrong. I promise never to hide anything from you, ever again.” There wasn’t even a moment when I thought I wouldn’t forgive him, but this made it even more clear that I was willing to go through a lot for this man. “Thank you, for keeping it from me. Honestly, I wasn’t in the mindset to handle such a devastating loss. But I am now, and I’m ok.” I said. I figured I would tell him about Jae and Jordan, but not right now. I was exhausted. Dying, and then being reincarnated by The Shadows, really took its toll. As tired as I was, my mind was still racing. Although I was still upset at Raphael, the hatred I was feeling before was completely gone.