ZEDKIEL.
“Evelyn…” She’s getting closer and I stare into her eyes, hoping somehow Evangeline can see me.
Fight it Little Mouse…
“The matches will start soon. I need to prepare.”
I remove her arms from around me, only to feel her anger flare up.
“There’s nothing to prepare. Do I disgust you?”
“I’m not doing this right now.” I say firmly.
“Then when! When she regains control! I know you want me gone!” She hisses and I feel the darkness wrap around her.
I turn sharply, my eyes flashing as I feel Zerachiel’s own rage rising. “Do not test me, Evelyn.” I snarl.
“You are meant for me too! We were both mated to Zerachiel – to you! Yet each time he chooses her and you… you just want me dead!”
Guess that façade is over.
I look at her coldly. “You killed the Oracle, correct? You killed the
