Page 73 of Unhinged Magic
“Wes!” Skye’s voice splintered my mind. My hand clung to my cheek as I righted myself, my vision returning slowly, until shecame into focus again. Her bottom lip trembled as she took in the sight of me.
“You piece of shit!” Ty roared, Colt and Reid holding him back. His sharp words cut through me as he wrestled under their grip, attempting to free himself.
Stumbling to my feet, I dared to look at him. “I didn’t have a choice,” I hissed.
“Fuck you!” Ty broke free of their grip, hurling himself at me.
A split second saved the shape of my jaw, a wall of something I had never seen before standing between myself and the rest of the group.
What the…?
Barely visible to the naked eye, Ty slumped into it. My brows furrowed as I inspected it closer, the almost invisible wall holding me in its freakish safety.
“Ty, stop.” Morgan’s voice came low. Controlled. Her normally chocolate brown irises had blown out into a milky white.
What. The. Fuck.
“Morgan?” Ty’s head whipped to her, as did the rest of the group, taking in the theatrics she’d just set upon us.
I reached toward it, my hand pushing into what I imagined a bubble would feel like if it weren’t to pop.
Morgan continued. “I’m not releasing it until you promise me you can control yourself.” She directed her words at Ty, who stared back at her, an amber ring circling his pupils.
“He nearly killed you,” Ty gritted out, his fists balled at his sides.
The memory of our last encounter months earlier made me almost shit my pants. I did not need those fists directed at me again.
Morgan lowered her voice till barely a whisper left her. “He’s your sister’s fated mate.”
Oh fuck. He knew.
Add it to the list of reasons he had to rearrange my fucking jaw.
Behind Ty, Skye’s eyes held mine. Her irises swirled a florescent blue, burning with betrayal. The pads of her fingers brimmed with her magic, like it was fighting for release. A caged animal waiting to pounce the minute the gate opened.
“I had no choice. She blackmailed me. I didn’t know she would force me to siphon Morgan’s magic from her.”
Morgan’s forehead rippled. “My mother blackmailed you?”
The wall between the group vanished.
Ty came at me again, his forearm landing across my neck, forcing me backward until my spine slammed into a lamppost.
“You could have killed her!” he gritted out, a tendon in his neck bulging with tension. “She nearly fucking died!”
Colt and Reid stood nearer this time, and I knew they wouldn’t let it go further. They exchanged a look between them. Ty needed to have his say.
Ty’s jaw ground as he spoke. “You lied to me. Betrayed all of us!” He shoved me again, causing the air to tighten in my chest as his forearm pressed against my windpipe harder.
“Ty, stop!” cried Skye from behind him.
“And worse…” His face moved within inches of mine, and every fleck of fire in his eyes charged with conviction. “You betrayed my sister.”
His fist connected with my stomach, and I doubled over as a rush of air exited my lungs. He turned his back on me, his hands fisting his hair.
“It was stupid,” I gasped, my chest fighting for air. “I know that. But you’d do anything to protect Morgan.”
He flipped around, charging at me again, a finger landing on my chest. “You should have come tome.”
