Chapter 97

Suddenly, the darkness crept up on my mind again and I held Diana closer, breathing in her warm, sunny scent. She grinned playfully before pushing me away, saying she needed to get something to eat. I let her go, relishing the sight of her red hair dancing as she walked out. I suddenly realized there was a chance Diana and I would be apart during the war. I was going to be in the thick of danger, and there was no way I was letting my mate near a warzone. Even if I had to handcuff her and lock her up, I wasn't going to risk her life. What was going to happen to me without her, though? Would I eventually be consumed by darkness? Would I return to her the same man? Would she still love me? Suddenly, I was interrupted from my thoughts by Diana barging in. "Jon!" She cried, breathless with her chest heaving. "They're here." I immediately sat upright, and Diana stood beside me behind my desk. She held my hand comfortingly, giving an encouraging smile. "