Evelyn’s P.O.V.

“Who are you?”

I stuttered; my voice was barely above a whisper. The air turned frigid around me; an eerie silence hung in the room after Zuriel’s sudden assault.

Was it an attack?

No, his face had something fur like on it, his fingers also resembled an animal’s claw.

Who was he? Was there someone else in the room with us?

Zuriel turned and walked towards me slowly, I shrank back into my bed.

“Stay away!”

He took a deep breath and sat on the couch silently. A dread, slow and cruel, crept in my spine, making every second feel like an eternity. My arms were red because...