103: Soul Mate

Alexa ‘What do you mean? Don’t tell me…,’ Mythril the Lycan murmured. ‘You know what I mean,’ I said as both my hands gripped Harlow’s. Our joined hands formed a circle. After this, it might be the last time I saw Harlow again. That thought hit my mind and fear crept into the corner of my heart. That was when a mass of black air passed in front of me. No, it wasn’t ordinary air. Because that puff of black smoke, though faint, blew toward my face as if trying to seep into my nose, mouth, and ears. For a moment, my mind went blank, and I found myself again in a dark and terrifying vision. ‘You…,’ I said to that figure of darkness. Without a single word spoken, the black smoke swirled as if speaking to me. Something evil, like a spark that could burn the world to ashes. It was also a powerful energy, intense, destructive. That energy felt enough to wake Harlow without me having to die sacrificing myself. ‘Alexa, watch out! It’s Lucifer’s energy,’ Mythril warned. I woke up from the shadow.