A haze sweeps over my mind, taking control over my body. I barely register as Zackreigh sweeps me out of the ball room.
My mind frantically wonders why no one else at the ball were able to see the black tendrils floating around Zackreigh's body, why am I, the only one cursed to see them?!
I am about to loose my mind, it's as if I am a magnet, attracting all strange and bad phenomena. Apprehension swirls in me, as I am pulled unceremoniously away from Grey again, away from my rescue.
Half way to our room, black tendrils of his chaos reach for me, embracing me and sweeps me to his rooms, in a cloud of black fury and mist.
I feel out of sorts from the black mist and watch in horror as his clothes melts from his body leaving his ripped, masculine body on full display.
Although I am fr
