Dark locks of hair were sprawled on his forehead dripping like molten honey.
His eyes so full of life yet of death, their colour grey-a fallen angel, a king, liquid silver swirling with sweet nectar or was it poison? 
Those dark cherry lips were the sweetest forbidden pleasure.
That deep velvety chocolate voice known to shake hell and heaven send a shiver down her spine. 
A single breath taken...a single word spoken....two hearts awoken""Persephone"" he whispered.
"Hades" her breath hitched and like wind he was gone.

Wrath

I approached the bed in hasty steps, nearly falling twice. His body was tense, a crease between his eyebrows. Just beside the bed a huge bowl was placed, a black liquid swirling in it.


"Hades." Climbing the bed I whispered softly, stroking his hair, he leaned into my touch as I kept my palm on his forehead... it was burning.


Tears brimmed my eyes as I observed he wasn't waking up even after minutes of trial.


I stared at the Black liquid again and surprisingly it has gotten darker, onyx even. I touched the bowl only to pull my hand back in shock... it was his life essence... it was my mate's life essence burning like hot lava. 


I searched frantically around the chamber finding absolutely nothing to rejuvenate Hades.


A magnificent silver mirror carved on the wall attracted my attention, my reflection was starting back at me with panic filled eyes, tears were streaming down my face. 


Chapter 25