***Alice POV***
We walked down the stairs in silence, following the warrior. I didn’t know what conversation was needed between my mate and I. bit I did know that I had to tell him everything. Even if I didn’t fully understand what was happening. Our touch didn’t feel the same. Our spark was missing. I knew that mush. But I wasn’t sure if he did. Some part of me felt that he knew but if he did, he didn’t show it. Being the leaders we were raised to be, we had to deal with this matter first before our relationship.
The moment we stepped foot at the bottom of the stairs, everything was in ruined. The damage and destruction that was left by, not one, not two but three Demons was a traumatising sight. It must have been even more horrific to the witches and warlocks that actually went up ag
