Page 5 of Wicked Heirs

I blew out a breath of relief.

Those assholes didn’t deserve my mercy, but I didn’t want to be responsible for taking a life. Allowing them to make me a murderer made me sick.

“They are severely wounded, however.”

The words had barely left her, when she swept over to them.

And then she was there crouching down and pressing a single hand to their chests.

That white glow emanated from her palms, healing them, and I watched their limbs twitch, their heads move as they started to rouse now they were no longer hurt so badly.

Before they woke fully, my mom came to me and swept me up in a cloud of teleportation.

We rematerializedin a field in the middle of nowhere.

Far away from civilization.

“Mom, what are we—”

“Your foray into the human world is done with.”

“What? No, I just—”

“I had to extract their memories of the last few hours. That’s a violation that will require disciplinary action.”

“You don’t have any superiors.”

“I still have to answer to my equals.”

“Elliot Sabre?” I scoffed. “He’s not going to punish you.” He was far too smitten with her to do anything like that.

“That’s not the point. What happened tonight was a risk. It was dangerous. This is the third time, Alena. You have very little control of your powers and I’ve allowed you to deny that huge part of you, hoping you would come to your senses. Yet, you still haven’t. Time is up where that’s concerned. You cannot return to living as a human.”

“I am human. Half.”

“Your angelic half is much stronger. Tonight was a testament to that.”

“It was an accident.”

“One that would never have occurred if you were in control of your abilities.”

I blew out a breath and shoved a hand through my hair.

I couldn’t deny that.

She was speaking the truth.

I just hated hearing it.

“No more running, Alena.”

“What does that mean in practice?”

“Think of it as immersion therapy.”

“No,” I said, shaking my head vehemently.

“I can’t keep what happened tonight off Exemplar’s radar. A violent, uncontrolled expulsion of Nephilim magic would have been felt all over. You’ll be considered a danger. As a result, you have only two choices—hide away under my protection, or embrace your heritage.”

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