Cataclysm by A.G. Wilde

DEJA
I’m running again. Running. Running.
The danger at my back is the only thing spurring me on because my body will give up soon.
Because I’m dying and the world is ending.
I might not make it.
And when a demon appears before me, I know my time is up.
I’m not going down without a fight.
But no one warned me that demons don’t only devour your soul…sometimes…they consume your heart as well.

FI’ROX
No mate has called to me, and I tell myself I do not need one.
As I stare into the darkness, images of Edooria’s fall replay in my mind.
That is why I am here.
I failed to protect my kin. My home.
I watched it all fall.
And my punishment is to do everything I can, even if it means giving up my life, to make the Gryken pay.
The pleasure of a female…a mate…is off limits until I serve my sleekt and fulfill this task.
But Dey’jah…
She calls to me. No other female has dared come as close as she has, and now that I have touched her, I do not want to let her go.