Immediately they arrived, both Malika and Zamiel arrived at the vicinity as they materialized out of thin air.
Morwana's icy gaze momentarily shifted to the new arrivals and a daunting smile curved up the edges of her lips "Oh, we have company."
The Darkness coiled and snaked around her form as she moved, her sinister eyes surveying them, until it lingered on Rama with an unwavering intensity that made chills run down her spine.
The cold midnight air suddenly felt suffocating immediately her frigid, callous eyes pierced into hers. Her black eyes retained no light in them, not even the moon could be reflected in them as her midnight orbs swallowed even the faintest glimmer.
"What a beautiful mate you received Draco, after all the ugliness in that heart of yours." Morwana remarked, her alluring yet menacing voice weaved through the darkness to sate the air with an ominous cadence.
