Chapter 67

• Dracul
• I awoke with a feeling of intense foreboding, with my sharp ears I could hear the cries of war as it raged on not too far from me, why was I asleep, why was I not part of the fight, it didn't seem right that I wasn't part of it.
• Like a fog the veil was lifted and my memories fell like snow, blanketing all the crevices of my mind, Elena's scent, her voice and her tears, it seemed like she was here with me, but she wasn't, she was on her own in the battlefield, making the hardest and most terrible choice she could ever make, Elena was leaving me. The thoughts took a few seconds to settle in my head but when it did, a deadening roar escaped my lips and two leathery wings sprouted from my back, I took to the skies, angered and afraid, there was no way I'd let her do this at least not alone.