Rose's POV
"Hello Kane," I greeted, stepping into the room and closing the door behind me. The room was dark save for the tiny lamp which burned in the corner. The smell of my perfume engulfed the air now, making it unable to swallow the breath in my lungs.
Kane was exactly where Elder Raven said he would be. He was seated on a chair, legs outstretched on a snooker table, twirling the stick in his hand. I stopped to take in his appearance for a second, then I started walking towards him.
Kane had a distant, absent-minded look in his eyes and I was beginning to think he'd had fallen asleep or gone into a trance when he reached beside him and carried a glass of alcohol. The same alcohol the elder had spiked with aphrodisiac.
My heart tightened in my chest, as goosebumps burst fort
