“And my dark soul is happy again, because it does not know how to be anything else for very long, and because the pain is a deep dark sea in which I would drown if I did not sail my little craft steadily over the surface, towards a sun which will never rise.”
-Anne Rice
"Oh, I think you heard me quite well... didn't you?" Evander's voice was laced with an angry growl, visibly seeing his claws and teeth coming through, his wolf only being held back by a thread.
"Do I have to put you in your place?" Abelardo interjected as he gave a threatening glare to Evander and was fighting with his darkness too.
Seeing the both of them bickering at each other, Katerina became agitated, she could feel the dark pull of her Vampire mate, pulling her into its embrace, wanting to drown her for eternity.
