*Darick's POV*
As I watched Rayne and that mongrel pup drive away, I could smell her anger still thick in the air, like burnt citrus. They had turned a cornor but I was still able to hear her words clearly. It pleased me that she had turned against her pet to stand up for me. It will be that much easier to take her from him. Taking her purse was the easiest of my master plan to make Rayne mine. A wicked bone chilling grin crossed my features.
"Soon, my dear sweet Rayne. Soon you will be mine." I said silently, walking off campus in the opposite direction.
A/N: Sorry its so short. I'll update soon. Sending love to my fans and readers
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Wytch Eye
Teen FictionA teenage wytch, Rayne Sylvia, has lost her parents in a terrible accident. She discovers she is a wytch and vows to find the murderer who took them from her. But when she comes face to face with the killer, will she have the stength to do to them w...
