C9 Chapter Nine

The wind howled through the barren trees, forming an eerie veil over the space where Donovan and Kara stood. The moonlight hung across his black hair, offering him an ethereal look that made Kara's pulse race furiously in her chest.

"Kara," Donovan started, his voice a deep growl that reverberated with repressed pain, "there are things about me... about my past