Shedding her clothes before him, Gavrael could only watch incredulously. His darkness was making an even louder ruckus in his head, telling him that she must be up to something again, and that certain something was definitely to force Gavriel to return to her. 'You can't let her seduce you again. If you let her win, your magic will disappear along with you. And once that happens, she will die. Gavriel, the man she wanted, cannot protect her. It is you she needs right now. And you need me, your power to save and protect her.'
His head felt as though it was about to explode. His darkness was right. That great war he had been preparing and planning for was just around the corner. And right now, what he needed the most was his power, his magic.
But despite the chaos that was running amuck in his head, despite his darkness' attempts, Gavrael could not bring himself to move, much less take his eyes off her.
