Chapter 18: One problem at a time
Azazel
My lady can sing. That was the first thought I had when I saw her step onto the stage. She looked incredible in her fitted dress. I’ve never seen such a beautiful sight. And her voice. There is no way to describe how beautiful she sounded. Unfortunately, it also answered my question of who the siphon was. To any other human, she looked normal. However, any supernatural being who saw her would see her glowing skin and radiant neon blue eyes. My mate is a Siren. And she's in trouble.
Fallon, Mikhail, and I gasp in shock when her body begins to vibrate. I watch in horror as dark waves glow around her body like a malignant halo, and her eyes dim like black obsidian pools. I can tell that she's not in control of herself anymore. Tears are running down her face, and her arms were quaking.