Khai's POVThe night descends over the trees drowning everything in a darkness that threatens to take my soul into the depths of hell that I've narrowly lived outside of the majority of my life. I've always hated the evening, the way the moon only gives enough light to be able to see muted colours of everything around me. The once vibrant greens and earthy browns, now dark shades of greys, fooling my very eyes of a different life at night.It reminds me of the days I was locked up in the bunkers working out my punishment in the dark. The things were so dark that I could only barely see the outlines and shadows of the bed frame and four solitary walls that would be my home.The shudder rolls through my whole being as I push those memories away again, and I move from one tree to another to distract myself from the darkened atmosphere around me.I've been waiting all evening for Alfredo to give me some sign that Lilith is okay. Our conversation the other day is playing on my mind, taki

Lilith's POV That voice doesn't leave me alone, and although it's just a voice, one I presume belongs to that person with the fast-beating heart that has seemingly ignored me for days, having the company seems to comfort me. Firstly he taught me not to talk aloud. 'You do not need to talk aloud, child. I can hear your thoughts. Besides, it's safer this way.' Secondly, he told me I held more gifts than I ever thought possible. 'You are the most gifted being in this realm.' Those were his exact words. He explained that I had every gift known to every being. The ability to see visions past, present and future. The ability to heal. The ability to emotionally manipulate anyone around me. The ability to manipulate every element known to humanity. He also told me about gifts I had yet to have knowledge about because I hadn't yet inherited the use of my witch powers. He told me I could use telekinesis, the ability to move things without touching them. Aura stripping which is strippin

Lilith's POV A strange and unabating voice wakes me from my light slumber. It's not particularly saying many words, but it's happy nevertheless, and the aura accompanying the person is addictively more-ish. They seem blissfully unaware and happy, content with their surroundings which confounds me. Where are they? Are they close?? Their room seems dark, maybe with the ambience of red. Yes, yes, I can see what they can. It's as if they are sharing their secret with me. I wonder if they are another of the long line of children Damian keeps. I mean, they must be, to be around here. I lay silently for a while, soaking up their energy, afraid that they might go silent again if I spoke or tried to communicate. I need this, the happiness from an untainted person. I can't really explain with words how happy and content the being makes me feel by just sharing their... innocence. I think, perhaps, it's maybe because I'm alone and I hate being down here cold and hungry because I've co

Khai's POV At precisely noon, they arrived exactly as Alfredo had suggested but what I find unusual is the fact that they had children, whom I had presumed were ready, with them. “What is this?” Theo hisses towards them and me simultaneously. One of the witches, a small girl that’s been alive for longer than once thought possible, turns his way. Her name is Penny, and she’s been around for more than one of Damian’s life cycles. She’s the one who started withdrawing children when she could, and I suppose without watching her do so, I would never have concluded that I needed to help. “It’s okay; he’s just wary. He’s worried about his pack.” “So he should be…” the other witch Sara whispers as she looks around us. Theo had Calley and Arlo go over to Lucas’s place, so the pack house was empty. Currently, it’s only me, Theo and his father on the property, but I can feel Lucas and Andy nearby. I presume for a just-incase moment. “Who are these?” I ask whilst taking a small toddler.

Theo's POV Leo appeared in the yard late yesterday evening with Tabby unannounced. She was clinging to him with the small girl behind her, the same one that teleported them here last time. At first, I thought something was wrong, and I panicked, walking out to greet them, looking right at Tabby, expecting some sort of bad news. The news wasn’t bad, and it wasn’t good either, but it was news nonetheless. Leo explained that Damian was holding a dinner, one that I somehow hadn’t been invited to. I know that is a far cry to prove he doesn’t care that he has Lilith. I’ve been sitting on the very edge of my seat, wanting to trespass his borders to match my warriors to the bunkers Khai is adamant she is residing in. We could fight it out, assert our dominance and take our mate back, but Khai is refusing point blank to make any moves. Leaving us sitting ducks as to whether Lilith is Turkey okay or not. I’ve been relying on the mate bond these past few days, begging for the emotional