IMELDA'S POV

The shock that rammed through my entire system was enough to kill me the second time.

Staring right back at me, clothed in a long dark dinner gown was no one else but my mother.

How can she be alive?

She died, I was certain about that but the woman before me today was my mother but she looked different. She was exactly like the woman from Maximus' memory. She was shrouded in darkness and I could feel the immerse darkness in her soul.

She was far stronger than Maximus and the real definition of darkness.

"How are you alive?" I asked, shocked and she smiled, laying Derek...