Lyla
I stared at him, my eyebrows crunching into a frown.
"The Dark One? As in the Dark One that fought with Werewolves a long time ago and the Moon Goddess sent a Moonsinger to stop him? You?" I burst out into laughter, holding my sides as my body shook.
"C'mon Xander!" I said with teary eyes, still laughing. "If you wanted to make me scared, you could have just said so but actually calling yourself the 'Dark One'. That's not possible. I mean, if you were, I'd be dead by now, right?"
He was watching me with an amused expression, as a tender smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "That's because I love you, Lyla. I wasn't joking when I told you the first time. I've loved you in many lives before this."
"Stop, Xander… you're scaring me now."
