**Emily’s POV**I charged angrily towards the troop of Marcus’s incoming soldiers, who were also charging towards Alexander’s soldiers and me. I yelled as I ran, stabbing at everyone in my path and biting off large chunks of flesh from the bodies of the ones who were too stubborn to move away. My target was Marcus, who stood at the end of the field using his dark magic, or his godforsaken son, who was presently engaged in bloody combat with Chad. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Chad fall to the ground and get hovered by Ethan, who brandished a long sword.I still do not know how I did it because I was blinded by rage and guilt- guilt about the deaths of Mary and Malcolm- I dashed towards Ethan from behind and stabbed him in the back of his neck before he could attack Chad.I heard his piercing screams fill the air as blood gushed out of the open wound, drenching his shirt, but I didn’t feel remorse for what I had done to him.Instead, I helped Chad up, ignoring his mumbling appr

**Emily’s POV**I stepped out of the bathroom, humming a song under my breath with a towel around my chest and suddenly stopped when I sighted Alexander sitting on my bed and waiting with a slight smile on his face.“Good morning.” He greeted me, walking over to wrap me in his arms and ignoring the way his shirt immediately soaked through from our contact. “Good morning…” I whispered back, sighing as I snuggled closer into his warmth and almost melted into him when his sweet cologne attacked my senses.I missed him terribly, so terribly it made my heart hurt “I know, and I miss you too.” He said suddenly, making me gasp. As soon as I remembered that he could read through my mind, I chuckled softly, embarrassed.I groaned softly when a strange feeling of lust ignited in the pit of my stomach. It came with such force that I immediately wanted to jump Alexander.I wanted to feel him inside me, to touch him.I didn’t know how to explain it, but I knew that seeing him like this, in this

**Emily’s POV**“To have me, you’ll have to kill me first!” I yelled out in a voice that sounded slightly possessed. My body shook violently with rage. All I wanted was blood. Marcus’s blood.With only that thought in mind, I charged towards them with a scream. I couldn't see anything, couldn’t feel anything aside from the blind rage that coursed through my body.And the need to kill.I drew out one of the silver knives that had been hidden in one of the several pockets of my cargo pants and as soon as I came in contact with some of his soldiers that had charged towards me as well, I swooshed it through the air, stabbing at them and slitting out the throats of some.I could hear Marcus yelling out commands to his other soldiers to attack and at the same time, I could also hear the footsteps of Alexander’s soldiers charging towards Marcus with vengeful screams.The atmosphere was tense and only the smell of blood and sweat, and dust filled it.I suddenly heard rippling sounds, sounds

**Alexander’s POV**“No!” I wailed, feeling my heart break into a million tiny pieces in my chest. Time slowed before my eyes, making Emily’s fall to the ground look like it had happened in slow motion.I stood on wobbly feet and stumbled my way to her body which lay in the dusty field, unmoving and surrounded by a pool of blood.As soon as I got to where she was, I grasped her face in my hands and shook her violently in a bid to wake her up, but instead, she fell limply against me.Her skin suddenly felt too cold against mine, and her face too pale; I couldn’t handle it. I let my tears fall freely. It wracked my entire body, and it felt like they were pouring out of the deepest part of my soul.I felt a great deal of pain claw at my heart, making it bleed out. It suddenly felt like I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t live.I stared down at her pale face and was beyond hurt when she stared back unblinkingly. In anguish, I raised my head to the sky and howled.I held painfully at my chest as

**Alexander’s POV**I could hear the sound of my blood pumping in my ears as my heart beat frantically against my chest, and I could even feel my head swell from the bitterness of the truth against my tongue.The harshness of this new crazy reality struck me with full force, and I couldn’t help but feel my heart squeezing with the thoughts that Emily couldn’t recognize me at all! And in fact, she couldn’t recognize any of the people around.I heard the loud mumbling amongst the crowd and could see the look of surprise on the ritualist’s face, but none of them mattered, nothing mattered anymore, not even the way my head suddenly felt too heavy on my neck.She looked up at Mary who was presently covered in sweat with confusion furrowing her brows and turned again to stare at me in a way that had my heart breaking for the second time.“Who are you?” She asked slowly, looking at me quizzically but surprisingly, I couldn’t find my voice, I couldn’t seem to be able to talk or know what to