The girl leaned down to my ear. “They want to become one so let them. Are you so afraid that the light will consume you, Soul Seether? It doesn’t want to consume you; it just wants you to make space. Soletit.”
I let out a slow breath and closed my eyes. I felt the dark shadows wrap themselves further, but I let my own heartbeat thrum in my ears, I let the warmth that used to baffle me seek solace in my veins. I felt the dark and light caress each other like old friends, rather than mortal enemies. One was stronger than the other, but that was to be expected, but I felt them both…I wasawareof them both. The darkness pushed further but it was followed by a golden light as I brought my head down and opened my eyes. They quickly moved around my body, progressing together seamlessly.
The light sparked and tiny flames surged against her magic. I heard a shriek from behind me and my body was suddenly free of her magical restraints. There was a soft glow in my palms as I spun around, looking down at my hands. Holy shit this felt…interesting. I wasn’t used to it, but it was something I could see myself getting used to.
I shot out a rope of dark magic peppered with light, but she caught it. Her face was tense with pain, and I peered down to see the light was causing small burns as she held on. She threw my magic to the left, sending me flying over to where Nick was caught between two Enchanters. The impact of my body against his sent us both tumbling to the ground.
I grabbed the side of my head and looked around at all these people I’d surrounded myself with fighting. It wasn’t for me, but it was for them. I could fight for them, but I could also fight and trust myself. I peeked over at Nick, who was looking down at my hands. The glow was stuttering, and the shadows danced around it in small wisps.
I could fight for myself…with some help when it was needed.
“Always here when I need you aren’t you?” I said, gaining a small smile from him.
“For you? Absolutely.” He gripped my hand so tight, I swore he cut off my circulation.
There was déjà vu with this level of light running through my system. The last time I’d felt this kind of shock was when I’d gone rogue during the fight with the hellhounds outside of Leah and Garrett’s home. This feeling was different now that I wasn’t getting mentally fucked by Lilith or legitimately fucked by Nick. I was more aware of everything; every single fiber of my being felt his light and I could feel mine nearly squealing at the intrusion.
I trusted myself, but I also trustedhim.
I ripped my hand away from his and pushed against the wall behind me, so I could stand up straight. I brought my hands together and felt a sudden surge of heat between them, along with my shadows that swirled around my hands, becoming larger by the second. I began to separate my fingers and it was nearly too bright for me to look at, but then it started to feel too much for me to even hold.
My hands shook and before I had a moment to think, everything that was in my grasp released itself from my palms. Dark shadows and bright light magic that had now morphed into mild flames was bouncing around the room.
“Everybody stop! Get down!” Zane yelled, his voice causing everyone to duck and search above their heads.
Reese made his way to the other corner near the entrance door, while Elise forced Beetee to huddle near her. I heard a whoosh and realized Nick had forced his wings out, covering me. I was proud of myself, slightly embarrassed and just a tiny bit turned on. None of which mattered if whatever I had created killed all of us.
My power was headed right for Natalia, but she lifted her hands, and a large gust of wind blew around the training room, tossing my curls around so that most of them kept falling into my eyesight. The power I’d held was caught in her windstorm and sent sideways, a crashing sound making me flinch when I saw that it had created a rather large hole in the wall giving us a perfect view of the forest outside.
A silence came over the entire room as the dust from the now open wall space settled. Zane coughed, swatting the air and inspecting the damage. “And you thought this would be a good idea?” He was speaking to Natalia but stuck his head out the hole in the wall.
“I think it proved to work just fine.”
“Work just…there is a hole in the—” Zane started, exasperated, but Natalia placed her index finger to her lips, shushing him. Garrett patted him on the back and started to pick up some of the bigger shards that had broken around the room.
“That can be fixed.” She came over to me, placing both her hands on my shoulders. I heard a whoosh behind me, letting me know Nick had retracted his wings. “I never doubted you, but I think the next plan of action is getting it controlled.”
Reese let out a cough as he leaned down to pick up pieces of the wall and chucking it back to the ground. “You were always meant to blow a hole through a wall? You see when I want to do destructive shit, everyone thinks it’s fucking weird and says no.”
“Oh, stop fucking whining, the fact that you think you need to ask permission to be destructive is pathetic, Blondie.” Elise said annoyed. She nodded over to me. “I, for on, am mildly impressed. Next time try not to kill all the people that want to help you, but good job.”
The freckle faced Enchanter inclined her head towards me and smiled as she gathered with the others towards the broken wall. The number of people that just trusted Natalia’s judgment and plans without question was astonishing. I turned around to see Nick and him off guard when I ran and jumped onto him, wrapping my legs around his lower back.
“I did it,” I said, my voice prouder than normal.
“Well, of course you did, and you added a dash of sass by breaking a wall.”
I laughed and leaned down to kiss him. His lips were just as eager to get to mine. I pulled my face away from him to see an Enchanter with a look of shock come into the room and make their way over to Natalia. The High Priestess nodded in understanding and told the room that she would be back. My eyes followed her out, curious.
I found Nick’s brown eyes still looking at me, his face a bit sweaty from the fighting. “I know it doesn’t really matter, but are you proud of me?”
He touched his nose to mine. “Yes, but more importantly, are you proud of yourself?”
I leaped off his body and yanked on his shirt, bringing him down to the ground and on his back. I really didn’t care about all the people or the gagging sounds Reese was making in thebackground. I straddled him, leaning down so my face was inches from his. “I’m very proud, baby.”
“Good girl, as you should.” He gave me a peck on my lips and I pressed my lower half down on his pelvis. I bit my lip feeling something else besides pride for me. I heard a low groan from him when I rubbed myself against him again.
“Oh, does my success turn you on, Mr. Cassial?”