Raphael had suddenly disappeared, Derek wasn't their real father, Leah is acting strange, more lies are thrown at them and to make things worse, the Dark Lord is ready to wreak havoc.
But once things slowly begin to go back to normal, a darkness lo...
That night, Leah led Raphael through the forest with a giggle. "Come on!" She said, tugging onto his hand. "I've got a picnic for us." She said with a smile
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At the same time at the Rivera household, TJ ran into his father's office alongside Castiel. "Leah is gone." He said.
"So is Raphael." The banshee added. "I saw the flies.."
Derek stood up from his seat with a grave expression making it's way onto his face. "She's going to sacrifice him.." He said softly.
"But that's impossible." Liam said looking between them. "Leah wouldn't do that to Raphael. She loves him."
The older warlock shook his head. "No, nothing is impossible when it comes to the Dark Lord." He replied and opened the drawer to his desk, where he retrieved a syringe filled with a sedative. "Let's go." He said and led the group out.
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She cupped his face between her hands and captured his lips with hers in a gentle kiss as his arms went around her waist, pulling her close against him.
She pulled back from the kiss slightly as stared up at him through her lashes when all of a sudden, she blew wolfsbane into the werewolf's face.
Raphael immediately began to choke after inhaling the poison which only made Leah smirk as he fell to his knees, getting weaker and weaker by the second. She grabbed hold of his hair and began dragging him along the ground towards the altar.
"You really thought I cared?" She asked with a laugh as she shoved him down and pushed him onto his back.
"Leah.." The Alpha croacked weakly. "What are you doing?.."
"Opening the portal to hell." She replied, straddling him as she began to tie him down with rope that was coated with wolfsbane.
"That's.. That's not true." He whispered breathlessly as it was now beginning to get difficult for him to breathe.
"It is." She said, tightening the rope with ferocity which made him groan as he struggled against her weakly. She ripped his shirt open and ran her hands up his chest, tilting her head to the side.
"You are my first love.." She whispered softly, almost as if she had gone back to her normal self before she took hold of a knife. "The only person I truly loved."
"Leah.." He croaked as she raised the knife, watching as she shifted her gaze up towards the blood moon.
This was it.
This was his end.
He closed his eyes and awaited his inevitable death at the hands of his mate but it never came.
A piercing scream filled the night air along with chanting.
