She waves me away like an annoying pest.

“I’m going to fucking kill you.”

“Yes, yes. I’m sure you’ll try.”

I’ll do more than fucking try! They won’t have me bound forever. Anything they try will not kill me, so I just have to bide my time.

I try in earnest to move against the chains, watching as blood drips freely from my arms and wrist.

“Tut, tut. We can’t have you passing out on us too early. Not when I haven’t even started to have my fun.” Kaladar’s power tightens its hold once more, halting any movement.

My growing rage starts to wane as my body becomes immovable, anchored only by the chains Kaladar wields with his powers.

This all feels like some nightmare I will wake up from. One where my life isn’t a lie or where I wasn’t so trusting.

I don’t know the face I’m staring at, wishing I could take a dagger and spear it through her rotten, blackened heart.

Even now, I still can’t wrap my head around it all.

“You killed my mother, your friend, all because I can fucking heal myself?”

Morana cackles, her glee apparent. “You really have no clue, do you?”

“What the hell are you talking about?” She’s speaking in riddles.

“My dear child, you haven’t a clue what you are? My Gods, if you only knew how powerful you really are. Such potential wasted on your naïve little mind.” She sneers. “But you will become useful now that the bonds have started to form. I can see the threads from here.”

“What—”

Cutting me off, she gives Kaladar a snooty look. “Check the area, she was meeting up with someone.”

No!

Her lip curls in disgust. “She used some foul-smelling potion to remove King’s spell tying her to the hotel, but it’s temporary. If I had to take a guess, I’d say it will last a few more hours. But there’s most definitely a witch involved.”

Kaladar nods to his guards. “Search the place. Don’t leave any stone unturned. I don’t want anyone getting out of here alive. Understood?”

The guards form groups of threes and fours and head off in different directions to cover the whole area quickly.

I send a silent prayer up to whatever Gods there are, that Luna, Jazmyn, and the guys are all safe and far away from here.

Kaladar waves the chains holding me away. They drop with a heavy clang to the ground. I catch myself, scraping my palms against the coarse gravel.

I focus my rage and pain on the sick son of a bitch in front of me. I may be broken and foolish for trusting her, but I wasn’t going to make it easy on either of them. They don’t deserve my compliance. Not anymore.

“Who else is involved in your little getaway?” Kaladar asks.

Spitting out blood towards him, I glare at him. “Fuck. You.”

I will never betray Jazmyn.

Kaladar’s laugh is cold. I can see the depraved look in his eyes as he releases the cage on his sadistic nature.

I feel Kaladar’s power before it hits. The impact is like a blow, snapping my head sideways as I whack my head against the rough ground.

The world spins and tilts as I attempt to push myself up.

Before I get the chance to sit up, a sharp burn slices up my back, forcing me back to the ground.