Deva still couldn’t believe she kissed Adamarius, the guy she looked at like an enemy. Why did she have to like it so much? The feel of his touch and the way his warm body possessed her was so intoxicating it made her head hurt just thinking about it.

She knew she had to keep it on a low profile for a while. Just the other day she was ready to kill him and now the only things running in her head are the way his lips caressed hers. She knew something was definitely wrong with her but why fight it when it was getting too hard to push back.

She shut her book in frustration because she just couldn’t concentrate on the words anymore.

“Someone’s in a bad mood,” his deep satin voice came from the open door.

Adamarius’ broad smile was toying with her and she decided to bite back.

“What are you doing out this late? Did someone leave your cage open again?”

His alluring grin turned into a chuckle as he moved in front of her and bent down to have his face just two inches away from hers. His spearmint breath tickled her face and it was extremely inviting.

“You’re like a cup of sunshine; you know that.” His words were laced with sarcasm and she wanted to laugh.

Yeah she knew she was mean, what else was new.

“I just want to drink you all up.” He teased leaning in to steal a kiss from her pink lips.

She reacted instantly by pushing him away even though she was dying to get a better taste of him.

“Not here,” she didn’t want anyone to find out about them yet.

He quietly groaned before standing straight again. He watched as Deva’s wondrous eyes moved to the window. She was staring out but he could tell that her mind was somewhere else.

Adamarius took her hand and swiftly tugged her up off the small couch.

“What are you doing?”

“Kidnapping you,” he responded by pulling her towards the door even though she was resisting.

“What? Why?”

“Because I want to. Now are you going to be dragging your feet the whole time?”

“Maybe,” she stopped and used all her force to bring him to a halt. Adamarius cursed her stubbornness. Couldn’t she cooperate just this one time?

Instead of arguing with her Adamarius simply threw her petite body over his shoulder like she was a potato sack.

She squirmed and smacked his back a few times. “Marius put me down. I have perfectly working legs.”

He neared the door and stopped. “Do you promise to cooperate?”

“No,” she scuffed. Why should she after what he was doing do her?

He lightly smacked her bottom with the palm of his hand. She fumed while he enjoyed every second of her reaction.

“Fine, fine I’ll do whatever you want.” She scuffed; satisfied he actually listened to her.

Adamarius put her down and she didn’t even notice they weren’t in her room anymore. They were now standing somewhere in the woods next to a cliff. She tore her eyes away from the beautiful scene and narrowed unpleasantly towards Adamarius.

“If you ever do that again I will chop off your hands.”

“But then how will I hold you when you cry or caress the skin that yearns for my touch?” His lips lightly brushed her temple.

Deva shook her head dismissively. “First off I don’t cry…often and second who ever said I yearn for your touch?”

Adamarius took a step back and went towards the cliff. “Is it my brother’s touch then?”

Deva swallowed the lump in her throat. Why was he bringing up Darius at a time like this? She didn’t want to think about him or the time they shared together. She wanted something to help her forget about those times.

“No,” she whispered into the cold air.

Adamarius had his back to her when he asked, “Do you still think about him often?”

“It doesn’t matter anymore. He and I will never be together again.”

It was silent for a moment and all that could be heard were the gentle whispers of the wind flowing through the trees. Adamarius’ head was facing up to the moon and Deva could see his beautifully sculpted features from the light descending from it.

“Do you want to know why dogs, wolves, and lycans howl at the moon?”

She stayed quiet because in all honesty she had no idea. Adamarius opened his mouth and let out a howl that would even put wolves to shame. It was a sound so animal like that it was hard to believe it was coming from a human body.

Deva couldn’t help the laugh that escaped her lips once Adamarius finally turned to her. “Was that your mating call?”

His devious smile appeared while he went towards her.

“How’s that working out for you?” She teased once he was in front of her.

“I got you, don’t I?”

She shifted her weight on one leg. “Are all alpha lycans as cocky as you?”

“I haven’t met another alpha lycan.”

She felt somewhat bad for even mentioning it. All his people were wiped out by his mother’s husband.

“Why do they howl at the moon?” She wanted to change the subject quickly.

“The moon is like a light in a dark tunnel. When a creature of the night, of the nature feels lost, alone, or even thankful they raise their head up toward the glowing light and sing it a song of howls.”

“Which one are you then: lost, alone, or thankful?” Deva was rather intrigued to know his answer.

His green orbs were glowing as he spoke, “Thankful, definitely thankful.”

“For?”

Adamarius cupped her face and pulled her closer. “That I finally have you.” His words brushed against her lips.

Deva ran her hand up his neck and forced his head closer so their lips could finally touch. He smirked through the kiss as the thrill of sensations filled them both.

His warm body and sweet touch was turning into an addictive drug to her. She never thought she would get this close to anyone after what she and Darius had but this was definitely something else. It wasn’t anything like what Darius made her feel but this feeling was just as enticing.

Their lips parted and Deva bowed her head. Was it wrong to feel this way?

“I still don’t get this, us. I mean I hated you because you were a douchebag but why did you hate me?”

She often wondered what it would have been like between them if he was just nice to her from the beginning.

“When I saw you I felt drawn to you.” He hesitated, clawing through his sculp. “You are the first female lycan I have seen in years. My lycan wanted to claim you so bad.”

Deva rubbed her temples. There were so my lycan things she didn’t know about.

“What does that even mean to claim me?”

“Most, not all, lycans meet in their lifetimes there one true mate that they want to spend the rest of their lives with.”

She raised her brow. “And I was yours?”

“Yes. Once I bite you we connect and share this unbreakable bond.”

Deva’s hand flew to her neck where her mark was. “So we’re connected now? I have no choice in the matter?”

He knew she’d be mad about it. “That’s why I was such a jerk in the beginning. Deva, I was suppressing my feelings. I didn’t want to fall in love with you or even get close to knowing the real you.”

Deva dropped her gaze. “What changed your mind?”

His eyes were glowing in the night. “You were dying.” Adamarius took her hand and played with her fingers. “The cancer was spreading. I couldn’t risk losing you if you chose to turn into a vampire. I’m sorry I didn’t consult you but I wasn’t sure I could live with myself if you refused my help and died.”

Deva had no words to describe what was flowing through her mind. She couldn’t hate him now.

“What am I to you?”

He smiled and traced the mark on her neck with his thumb. “Everything. No matter how many times I tried pushing you away I never stopped caring about you. It’s like you’re in my blood. You’re a part of me now.”

Deva sighed, closing her eyes. “I hated you so much for being such an asshole to me.”

He chuckled. “You have no idea how difficult it was not to kiss you every time you slammed me with a witty comeback.”

“This is one twisted relationship we have going on here.” She confessed, yet she was thankful knowing he didn’t want to kill her anymore.

He pulled her into his arms and she sunk into his warmth. She knew he was telling the truth. She could feel it. Adamarius seemed like a completely new person. He wasn’t hiding from her anymore.

They stared up at the sky star gazing practically the whole night. It was like time was stopped and nothing else mattered.

“What’s one thing you miss as being a human?”

It only took her a second to think of something. “Being around other humans. I miss my best friend Julia. I don’t want to hurt her and I’m afraid to lose control in front of her.”

“The trick is to feed your appetite. Satisfy your hunger so it won’t have any power to take over.”

His tip was greatly appreciated.

Deva only hoped she could to it before Izzy’s birthday bash. Julia was bound to company Marcus.

Deva watched as Izzy twirled in the mirror. Her luminous face glowed with excitement and beauty. She played around with her riffled shirts and spun again for the fifth time.

“You don’t think it’s too much do you?” Suddenly Izzy’s doubt was ruining the mood.

Deva shook her head. “No. The dress is perfect and the color looks stunning on you.”

Izzy exhaled as if Deva’s words were gold. “Thank you again for doing this.”

“Of course.” Deva kissed her cheek. “Since the moment I met you, you have been nothing but kind to me. Izzy you’re my best friend. I love you and I’m so blessed to have you in my life.”

Tears ran down both their cheeks. Izzy waved her hand and giggled. “Don’t say such things when I have ten pounds of makeup on my face.”

Deva wiped her tears and nodded. “I’m sorry. You better get going. Your guests are waiting.”

Izzy headed to the door. “What about you?”

“I’ll be there.” She promised.

Alone in the room Deva took her time getting ready. She didn’t particularly like the big fancy balls especially after the last one she attended. Amy had almost stabbed her to death.

Before leaving her room Deva remembered one last important accessory she needed to wear. It was a bracelet given to her by the Queen who insisted that she wear it all the time. It was a specific queen’s bracelet that was passed down from generation to generation. 

Right when she was placing it around her wrist she was stopped by a larger hand covering her attempt. Deva felt another arm wrap around her waist and someone’s hot breath running down her neck. She had to admit she loved the feel of his warmth surrounding her.

"Guess who?" He whispered in a silk voice.

"Ummm Marcus?" She joked and he gently bit her earlobe before a small growl escaped his lips.

She giggled. "Okay I guess not."

"Don't make me punish you."

Deva turned in his arms and buried her face in his warm chest. She was freezing and tried to steal as much warmth as possible.

"I'd like to see you try."

He only chuckled because he knew he could easily bend her over his knee and show her a few things on manners. 

"Mmmm you're warm." Deva rubbed her nose against his shirt and he shivered.

"Deva why are you so cold?" He cupped her face and lifted it so he could see her beautiful face.

He noticed her new velvet eyes had a red rim around them confirming her hunger.

"Deva you haven't been feeding have you?"

She didn't say anything and dropped her gaze but he wouldn't take it. He forced her chin back up so she couldn't look away.

"Deva you need to start taking care of yourself." He was a bit forceful with his words.

She narrowed her eyes and took a step back. “Who are you my mother?”

Adamarius sighed. “Deva you are a hybrid and your urges are much stronger. If you ignore those urges the hunger will take over.”

She wanted to be mad at him. There was so much anger hidden deep within her that she didn’t know what to do with it. He noticed her lost look and pouty lips and moved closer to her.

“Deva I want to help you.”

“Because you’ve done such a good job of showing that to me.” She said with spite.

He understood her withdrew. “Deva I know it’s hard right now but you need someone to help you through this. Let me help you.”

She nodded submissively and he softened his expression. He leaned in and pecked her on the lips.

"Don't move. I'll be right back."

He was gone before Deva could really register his kiss. She gripped the bracelet and finished fastening it around her wrist.

The door opened again and Adamarius walked in with a glass in his hand.  "Here pet," he handed her the glass with thick red liquid. "Drink this."

She didn't need him to tell her what it was because she could smell the blood as soon as he entered the room with it. Deva took the glass and drank the blood as if it were her favorite brandy.

"Better?" He asked when she finished.

"Yes. Thank you."

He took her hand and kissed her knuckles. "You look unbelievably beautiful.”

She wasn’t a fan of halter dresses but wasn’t going to argue with Izzy. The dressed was picked out for her and Deva honestly couldn’t care what she looked like.

Then again having Adamarius admire was definitely causing small butterflies to invade her stomach.

“Thank you.”

She wasn’t sure how she didn’t notice before but Adamarius was wearing classic black dress pants and a dark purple button up with a black skinny tie. No doubt Izzy put him up to it as well.

 “Purple? Are you sure you’re confident enough with your sexuality to wear that color?” She teased.

Adamarius smirked with delight. “Well I feel confident but there’s only one way to find out.”

He kissed her, sweet and gently.

“You should go in first and I’ll follow after. We wouldn’t want to start a scandal.”

She nodded and got up on her tippy toes for one last longing kiss. “That was for luck.”

Her heels clicked loudly in the empty hallway leading up to the ball room. The doors were monitored by security and footmen.

A few feet away the large doors were opened for her and Deva held her breath. The room was packed and decorated to fit Izzy’s style. It was beautiful with silk red and blue fabrics hanging from the ceilings and far walls. The music was anything but classical. Everything in the room represented Izzy's personality and everyone seemed to enjoy it.

Deva conspicuously snuck in without any grand entrance for anyone to notice her. The blur of faces were always the same.

Everyone was nice and gracious of course. After all Deva was going to be their new queen. Everyone wanted to be on her good side. Frankly Deva found it all quite obnoxious and wondered how the Queen did. The room had to be filled with many two faced people. How were you supposed to trust anyone?

Deva spotted Adamarius enter the room and she couldn’t take her eyes off him. Everyone in the room was already intrigued by him. They all stopped and watched as their new gossip subject gracefully made it across the room to where the Queen was waiting for him. Rumors were bound to spread like wildfire.

Eventually he was announced to the crowd of guests who he really was. Gasps of shock were heard throughout the grand room.

Deva answered many curious questions that night about the mysterious lycan brother. Some people were already accepting it but others were cursing the name in secret.

 ‘Dance with me,’ she heard a low voice whisper into her thoughts.

Deva searched the room for the familiar voice and spotted Adamarius marching her way.

Her face was quickly burning up with a blush but that didn’t stop Adamarius from taking her hand and leading her to the dance floor.

He placed his hand on her hip and positioned himself.

“So this whole whispering in my head think is part of our bond?”

He smirked, slowly swaying them into the music.

‘Yes. It’s our link. It’s kind of like the link my brothers share. We can have conversations in each other’s minds.’

She concentrated and tried talking back to him telepathically.

‘Can you read my thoughts?’

‘No. Don’t worry. We’re not that advanced…yet.’

Deva gulped. At least he couldn’t read them now. She liked having her mind to herself. It would be plain strange to have someone else feel them too.

 ‘What happens if we stop all communication? What if one of us moves away, far, far, away?’

Adamarius dipped his head closer to hers making sure she saw the seriousness in his eyes. ‘It would weaken us. Slowly it will take away our energy.’

“Why?” She found herself saying out loud.

‘Because I am the one that awakened you. It is my mark you bear and no one else. My energy is your energy.’

Deva wasn’t sure how she felt about that. Adamarius wasn’t exactly her favorite person but she was slowly accepting him with each new moment. He wasn’t as bad as she thought he was. As always she realized she was judging a book by its cover something she promised herself she would never do.

“I don’t blame him?” She heard Adamarius whisper. She had to pull away to see what he was talking about.

“What?”

“Darius can’t seem to take his eyes off you since the moment you walked in. I don’t blame him but it is a little unnerving.”

Deva instantly drew her eyes to the direction Adamarius was looking. Darius was deeply staring at her with narrow eyes that held so much intent that Deva had to look away. She didn’t want to know what he was thinking. He was probably mad that she was with Adamarius but she didn’t care anymore.

The rest of the night went by in a flash because everyone was having such a good time. The food, the drinks, the music were entertaining everybody throughout the night.

Occasionally Deva would steal glances and find herself admire his glorious body in his gentleman attire. It didn’t surprise her that a good percentage of the women were already trying to sink their claws into him. Adamarius was beautifully constructed and there was just something about his piercing eyes.

Deva walked onto the balcony and took in the scenery. The sky was completely dark except for the bright stars hovering over the castle.

"It gets better and better over the centuries." She heard a familiar voice say from behind her.

Lucian was smiling and gazing up at the sky.

"Loosh it's so good to see you."

"And you. How have you been, with the transformation and all?"

Deva half smiled. “Sometimes I want to just pop some pills and drown in the bottom of every liquor bottle in the castle.”

His lips curled even wider. “That might take you days with father’s fine liquor collection.”

“The thought gets better and better by the moment.”

Lucian hovered closer. The obvious worry of his nature was giving her a bigger anxiety rush.

“There’s no need to worry over me anymore. I’ve heard I’m twice as strong as you; I just haven’t put it to the test yet.”

His expression softened. “But you’re itching to?”

He knew her too well. “What do you say? Want to get your butt kicked by a girl?”

Lucian laughed. “Perhaps when you aren’t wearing a gown, we wouldn’t want to cause a scene.”

“How has your search been going?” She decided to change the subject.

“I believe I’m really close but there are a few things I still need to find out.” He didn’t want to say too much knowing there was a ballroom filled with vampires who could easily listen in.

“Have you found him yet?” She asked before she could stop herself.

With his brow raised Lucian asked, “Who?”

“Adamarius’ father. I’m guessing that he is who the King wants you to find.”

 “You know you’re too smart for your own good.” He ran his hands through his hair. “No I haven’t found him yet but I have found other lycans in our kingdom.”

She was delighted by the news. They all knew there was a possibility of others surviving the massacre but none thought they would settle in King Asher’s parts.

 “I also came back to take Darius with me. I could really use an extra hand with tracking.”

Deva closed her eyes for a brief second and swallowed the lump in her throat. “What will your father do with the survivors you bring back?”

He patted her hand in a comforting fashion to sooth her worries. “Don’t fright Deva. Father has no authority to kill them again. There was a law passed a few years back that stated no harm was to come to any lycan who showed no threat. So far I have not yet encountered any who pose as one.”

She nodded, relieved.

 “I really want to stay and talk to you some more but I haven’t even seen the birthday girl yet.” He leaned over and kissed her cheek. “Until we meet again.”

“Loosh stay safe and be careful.”

“Always,” was the last thing he said before vanishing in front of her.

She stood outside mesmerized in the view until soft footsteps accompanied her loneliness. It took Deva one whiff of the air to sense the person approaching was human.

“Dev?”

Julia’s meek voice sounded like a siren in her ears. Deva’s new body allowed her to drown out the obnoxious sounds of the party goers so she could selectively pick out what she wanted to hear.

Before turning around to face her best friend Deva took one big breath and held it for dear life.

“Juls, I’ve missed you.”

Julia was aware of her delicate condition and cautioned herself to leave enough space between them.

“It gets pretty lonely without you around.” Julia admitted with a giggle.

“I’m sure Marcus keeps you plenty entertained.”

Her glowing smile was evident of that fact. “He has. How have you been?”

“Decent. It just gets hard sometime.” Deva felt the need to explain her distance. “It’s like fighting off the incredible Hulk. I just don’t want to lose control around you.”

“Don’t,” Julia shook her head. “Marcus painted a vivid picture of what you’re going through. I understand. Just get better. I’ll be around.”

That was why Deva loved her so much. “Maybe I’ll write you letters or something; like the olden days.”

Julia nodded with excitement, agreeing to the idea wholeheartedly. “Yes like Pride and Prejudice days.”

 “I’ll start tomorrow,” Deva promised.

“Goodnight Deva.”

She watched as her best friend walked away and almost patted herself on the back. There was a huge part of her that felt extremely accomplished for having a full conversation with a human and not tearing her head off.

“Someone looks satisfied.” Adamarius came from the dark corner of the entrance.

“Did you see that? She’s still alive.”

He chuckled then smiled with pride. “You’re a lot stronger than you think.”

Maybe he was right. Deva may not have been prepared for this new world but she sure knew how to fit in.

No one else was out on the balcony. They were separated from the rest of society once Adamarius dropped the drapes, covering them from any preying eyes.

Deva turned the other way avoiding his gaze. “You seemed comfortable in the mist of all those cougars.”

In her eyes every vampire over the age of 50 was a cougar, which was probably every single woman in that room.

“I’m not much of a cat person.” He stood behind her and rubbed her arms causing some kind of friction to warm her up.

“Lucky me.”

He pulled the hair from about her neck over so he could press his lips to her neck. Deva subconsciously tilted her neck so he could better excess her yearning flesh. The burning trail of fire his kisses left was more satisfying than any liquor she had ever drunk.

“Yes, Deva. Lucky you.” He whispered into her ear.

Deva curled her hand back and made a fist in his hair. She tugged just enough to pull his lips to hers.

It was like the air stilled and the night coiled them up into a bubble of their own pleasure. It didn’t take much for him to make her feel this undeniably possessed in bliss.

It might have had something to do with their bond but she didn’t care. Not in that exact moment. She wanted to be absorbed so she could enjoy what her new life had to offer, without Darius.

And just like that the unimaginably captivating moment was ruined by one’s conscience of other people’s feelings.

Deva didn’t unwrap her arms from around Adamarius’ neck once she spotted Darius looking at them. Instead she linked their fingers together and decided she didn’t have to fight this battle alone.

Darius clinched his jaw and fought to keep his wits about him. To witness Deva cocooned in another man’s arms was like a punch in the gut. That man being the very man Darius despised was definitely not helping him keep his cool.

“Are you alright Deva?’

Darius’ rigid stare was sad yet concealed. He was trying far too hard not to walk over and kill Adamarius with his bare hands.

“I’m fine.” Her voice was cold. She knew he wanted an explanation but he had no right to ask for one.

He hesitated to departure. He wanted some reasoning for what he had seen.

“So he’s not bothering you?” He was praying she’d say yes.

Deva knew it would break his heart to hear her answer either way; but what did he expect? She was bound to move on with someone else. Eventually he would have to suffer in torment watching her with one of his brothers. That was the deal. In order for her to be queen she’d have to marry Lucian. So why did it matter now? Darius would just have to get used to it like she did.

“No.” Deva tightened her grip on Adamarius’ hand.

The surge of assurance was all she needed to ward off any emotional guilt she felt for Darius. After all, how many times did she have to endure agonizing reality when she was forced to watch him with Red?

His facial expressions fell slightly with disappointment. “May I speak to you in private?”

She wanted to refuse. Nothing he said or did would change their situation. Why give him the chance to criticize her new choice of lifestyle?

‘You don’t have to say yes. You owe him nothing.’ Adamarius tried backing her up.

She knew she didn’t; she just wanted to make a few things clear.

Deva pivoted her body away from Darius and kissed Adamarius one final time for that night. She needed something to encourage her in her pursuits.

‘I know but I want him to know the rules.’ She smirked pulling back. ‘Goodnight.’

She could tell he didn’t want to go and leave her alone with Darius. Was it because he didn’t trust her?

She couldn’t exactly blame him. Darius was at one point the love of her life.

‘Goodnight.’ He whispered through their mind link on last time.

The warmth of his body leaving left her with a strange hollow sense. Was she getting too attached too quickly? She had never fallen for a guy so easily before. Deva was convincing herself it was some supernatural force that was bonding her to him. Technically he did warn her about that.  

“Not hear.” She said already pulling back the drapes and walking into the crowded ballroom.

Everything and everyone was moving along smoothly. It was a nice change to have everyone oblivious to her business. Most of the time everyone wanted to pick at her every move or force out all of her secrets.

Once they reached the empty corridors Darius couldn’t keep his silence anymore.

“What are you doing with him?”

Deva walked faster, stomping her heels in the process.

“Frankly that’s none of your business.”

He couldn’t take her games when it came to such serious affairs.

“You are my future Queen. Everything you do or who you do is my business.”

Deva twisted around and swung her hand across his face. The fuming anger boiling through her veins was his entire fault.

“I’ve never asked for your agenda and you have no right to ask for mine.” Her life was her own.

Darius’ eyes turned completely grey and intense.

“You are to marry a prince, one of my brothers, who I assume will be Lucian. What do you think will happen when people find out about your rebound love affair with the half-blood mutt?”

Deva shook her head and continued walking to her room. She was done worrying what everyone thought or expected of her.

“To hell with this kingdom. I don’t give a damn anymore.”

Darius followed quickly behind her, his footsteps harsher with speed.

“You mustn’t say such things.”

Deva laughed opening the door to her solace, humbled room.

“I warned you all from the beginning I wasn’t your queen. You should have listened to me.”

“Ahhh,” Darius slammed the door shut with his fist.

His sudden outburst surprised her, causing her to slowly back away as he pursed forward.

“I know you’re mad and furious with me but don’t confuse that anguish with your feelings about your people. This kingdom needs you. It needs a ruler who understands the meaning of good will towards men.”

His passion outweighed any of his flaws, too bad it wasn’t enough to save what they shared.

“Am I not allowed to have anything for myself?” She broke down.

The sacrifice she had to make was far greater than most could handle. The path she had gone through to get where she was, was filled with tears of broken dreams.

“I’m sorry Deva. I’m so sorry. I don’t know how many more times I can say it.”

She closed her eyes because his pitiful excuses were heard too many times.

“Then don’t say it again. I’m done Darius. Please get out.”

When he didn’t more Deva gave him a moment to gather whatever he had left.

“I just want to know one thing. Why him?”

She owed him no explanation yet she wanted him to know why.

“He saved me-“

“Deva that doesn’t mean you’re indebted to him.” He cut in and that really pissed her off.

“I know that,” she yelled back with fierce eyes. “He saved me and freed me from the chains you and your family had put me in. I judged him before I had the chance to really know him. He can’t hurt me, not like you did.”

Darius was awestruck with unbelievable numbness. How could Adamarius have blinded her? Darius felt like Adamarius was putting every one he loved under a spell.

The uneasy gut wrenching pain was slowly swallowing Darius to a new reality. This was his life. This was what he made of it. His mistakes have led up to this. He wasn’t sure if he could take watching the love of his life fall victim to Adamarius’ demise.

“Deva you’re smarter than this. Don’t let him pull you into his web of lies.”

“Nothing coming out of your mouth will convince me. I’m done listening to others. I’m the future queen and soon no one will have the authority to control me.”

Darius sighed. “Deva that’s never what we-“

“You manipulated me. You filled my head with promises and stupidly I let you. Stop worrying about me and go back to your red headed puddle.”

He made no incline to move.

“I’m listening to my own heart and I finally see that we were no good for each other. It was disastrous from the start.” Deva turned her back on him, heading to her closet. “Goodbye Darius.”

“Deva,” he surrendered, “your direction is determined by the destination you choose.”

When she turned back Darius was gone. She was left alone to determine where her destination lied.

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