Zoe P.O.V

There is no way I can let him go, but there less of a chance of me sharing him. I want answers and I want them now, not even our insane attraction will stop the roaming questions.

“Let’s sit down. There’s a storm coming.”

I watched him pace for a full minute and I let him because I sensed he needed to clear his thoughts. Finally he sat on the arm chair and faced me, hands clasped in front of him.

“There are been a war pending for many years and each day that passes, the day is coming closer. The war has nothing to do with mankind although other supernatural beings are hiding or can sense the change in the atmosphere.”

A war? A memory presented itself and I remember Alexandria’s words regarding the war. Before I could say anything, Christian pressed on hell bent on finishing the story.