Chapter 91

Cirilla's Point Of View

Mason's words were ringing in my ears, and then bouncing up and down the corner walls of my mind as I kept struggling hard to understand what he was saying.

He created this darkness?

Thousand years ago?

What the fuck did I awaken?

My traitorous legs were trembling. I had no idea why, but even as Mason insisted I sat on the bed, somehow, I preferred the spot I was against the wall. It kept me in pain, but it made me alert.

Oh fuck, of all fucking times, Nina chose to be MIA now.

I couldn't feel her, I couldn't connect with her. Oh, I needed her. This pain was killing me.

"Ci," At his call I jerked my eyes to him. He was studying me, and I was doing the same. Eager to know what he meant by everything he had said, but still, scared to find out what it might mean because that would mean everything he said earlier was true.

But my curiosity won like it did every fucking time. "