Page 213 of Gift from the Source
Silvia fucking Gale.
My darkness takes the reins.
I allow it.
I let my demons out to feed as I push my way closer to the bitch who nearly destroyed me. Instead of haunting me, they purr like pleased little puppies who are thrilled at their time to run free.
My gift swallows men whole as I march through them. My element drowns them on dry land.
I slash my shadow-made sword through the air and relish every surprised scream as I close in. Each death I soak beneath my skin.
It fuels me on.
“Worthless fool went straight for her. Someone bring me my granddaughter,” Malvolio orders hysterically, his voice carrying back to me, and I zero in on them.
“I’ll get her, Master. She won’t be able to resist me,” Silvia practically moans, and I pick up my pace to reach them.
“Go. Do not fail me, daughter.”
I hold in my bellow as the bitch transports away from him with a laugh that makes my teeth grind.
She’ll go nowhere near my Primary. My soul.
“Cas?”
My head shakes to push my brother’s voice out of my mind. I’ve had to block them all out to stay focused on killing everything in front of me.My bond keeps me informed that they’re all fine. If I pick up anything different, then I will break my concentration to communicate.
Find her.
I command my shadows to carry me away.
My gift moves me around the edges of the battlefield as fast as smoke blows in the wind. I no longer bother to hide the trail of bodies I leave behind me. There are already mounds forming from both sides.
I stop dead in my tracks at the edge of the forest.
A sinister sound blows through the trees and bounces around my mind. The evil melody has my heart racing and red coloring my vision.
My gift wraps around me tighter as I cross the tree line and step into my past. I zoom around the forest, hunting for the broken record that continues to echo around me.
My body grows heavy as my shadows slam into my chest. The sudden forced restraint has them pushing against my skin and I gently coax them to calm down.
The four Star gems activated like a snare.
Their commander steps out of her hiding place, smiling and laughing.
“I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist following me. I felt your eyes on me,” Silvia says as she twirls her hair.
I cringe at the look of teenage her.
It’s the same facade she wore when she fooled me.
Bile collects in my throat.
My eyes narrow as she morphs through the years.
Finally, she stands before me in the body she had when she sat on top of me and took what she pleased without my permission.
“Don’t look so angry, honey. We both knew this would happen. I told you, like it or not, you’d be mine.”
