What Lurks in His Eyes

Chapter 17: Wanted

Song: Monster by Imagine Dragons

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"You're....what?" I ask in disbelief. Draven has just told me his story and I'm baffled.

Draven sits on the bed next to me, looking down at his fingers. He looks hesitant.

"I am...Death, Kamaria. That's why everything about my wolf is black. I've got the soul of Death, causing my features to darken." He tells me.

Fear overwhelms me senses, and I look at him with the traces of terror in my eyes.

"Kamaria, please don't fear me, I would never hurt you." He says softly as he searches my eyes with desperation.

I just sit there on the bed in silence. My mate is Death. He's powerful, he has the power to take my life in a simple touch. He kills things. 

"You killed him, didn't you?" I ask, fearful.

"Who?" He asks.

"You killed your dad." I state.

He just looks at me, his eyes wide with fear as he hesitates to speak.

"Yes...I did." He finally says.

He killed his own father.

"Please don't look at me like that....everyone has in my life, and you can't do that to me too." Draven says, his voice sounding sad.

"Look at you like.....what?" I ask softy.

"Like-like I'm a monster." He whispers as he averts his eyes away from me.

"I-I'm sorry....I don't think you're a m-monster....it's just that, well, I wasn't expecting something like this." I reply.

"I have a job to do." He says quietly.

"I am assigned specific months to serve. The other reapers and I rotate."

I raise an eyebrow. "Rotate?"

Draven nods and continues.

 "There's about one million reapers in the world. There's 50,000 groups, each group contains about 20, who are assigned a specific area to serve in. My group as well as one hundred others groups serve months August 1st through November 1st, while the other reapers get a break. Once my months end, then the next one hundred groups will take my place." He tells me.

So much information....

"So...for three whole months out of the year you're gone....collecting souls?"

Draven nods. "Yes."

"And...you do all this in your human form or.....?"

"Oh, no. I take my spirit form. When it's time for me to reap, I will get a wonderful letter from the Hades council that is wrapped in a black ribbon." Draven tells me, and he continues.

"The letter will say that I have been summoned to serve, and I will receive my black cloak. Once I put the cloak on, I am transferred into my spirit form. My spirit form looks exactly like my human form, but my eyes are black instead of gold, and I have the ability to willingly be seen or not. The hood of the cloak casts a dark shadow on my face, so even when I want to be seen, my face is still hidden."

I nod blankly.

Oh....

My mate is Death...

This is actually happening....

"Kamaria? Are you okay? You look a little....pale." Says Draven.