Page 167 of Her Destined Alpha
“Oh… interesting…” A whispery voice came. My stomach twisted, and any light-headedness that had settled on me vanished.
“So, it didn’t work... what a shame. I guess we will do this the hard way.”
I knew who that voice belonged to, and the anger that I felt inside me blazed like a phoenix reborn from the ashes.
No Way Back
Delsanra
“Endora,” I said coldly. The blistering rage I felt swirling around me burned bright in the darkness before the veil.
Her outline became clear, and soon her face sharpened, a face I never wanted to see again. She looked the same yet different…
“Delsanra.”
“It’s a shame you’re not burning in the pits of hell,” I said coldly, circling the woman. I could feel her tension, her lips pressed into a taut line. Her fists clenched tightly.
“I am not so easy to beat!” she hissed.
“You’re dead, Endora. No matter how much you claw your way to the place between both worlds, there is no return for you without the help of powerful witches…” I said, approaching her. My heart was racing, but it wasn’t in fear. Her dark orange eyes held unmasked resentment.
“Stay back!” she hissed. So, she too, knew I was far stronger than her…
“I won’t because I am done with your selfish plans. You almost made Serafina kill those whom she loves! You made me commit so many evil deeds! Do you think you deserve anything but the most severe form of punishment?” I asked in disgust.
“Don’t think just because your abilities are unsealed that you can defeat me!” she hissed.
“I don’t think I can,” I said softly, stepping up right before her. The flames that danced around me made her step back. “I know I can.”
“We could have been strong,” she spat, but I knew that she already knew she was not going to get far.
“I’m not a fool. The thing is, even if you had treated me well and kept me by your side, I wouldn’t have ever agreed to your sick plans!” I snapped coldly.
“Don’t you see it?! We are both daughters of darkness! Hybrids!”
I looked at her in disgust. From all the memories I had, her telling me I was pure evil, pure darkness. That I should be grateful that she was letting me live… Yeah, I wasn’t falling for any shit.
“Oh please, even if I am considered darkness, I’m not. My mother wasn’t evil, the witches were, the ones who subjected her to so much!” I hissed, my anger bubbling strongly. Endora seemed to realise her words weren’t going to work and rolled her eyes.
“You are as stupid as my sons were!” she spat. Her gaze fell on my neck, and I smirked coldly.
“No, more like we aren’t stupid enough to fall for your crap. The thing is, Endora, I’m here for a reason, and I don’t have any time to waste with the likes of you,” I said, readying myself for the very spell that would cut her tie with Raihana.
“There’s nothing you can do!” she hissed, but the fear was clear in her eyes. I smiled confidently.
“Actually, I can.”
I whirled around, chanting the spell that I had worked so hard on, a spell that would cut the soul link that a witch had with her ancestors. When our abilities begin to drain, we can call on our ancestors to help us, but this would remove that link from Raihana and with it, end Endora’s control. Despite it being one of the strongest bloodlines in history, with Raihana’s consent, it was the only option and one she felt was the right thing to do. Endora’s hold was far too strong…
She tried to attack me, but with Raihana having inherited half her powers, she was far too weak, and with my full potential unsealed, she didn’t stand a chance.
The flames blazed high around me. A blinding force began spreading around us, and soon they began to materialise into swirling lines. The blinding glows from the threads were of every colour possible, some looped across each other, some connected and spiralling off elsewhere, weaving all around us like the roots of a tree… It spread into the vast darkness that surrounded us. They were the threads that bind us… the link to call upon our own ancestors.
I looked down, seeing that there were three very different lines that connected me… Two passed through beyond the veil… one glowed a deep red, the other was a glittering smoky black… it stood out from all the ones around us. The third was a blinding white, and it spiralled back the way I came. Rayhan… the string that connected my bond with Rayhan… I suddenly understood when people talked about breaking the bond… or rejection… there was actually something connecting us so deeply that it was wrapped around our very souls.
I looked at the black string. I knew what it was—my demon side. My heart thundered as I stared at it before remembering I needed to focus on the spell at hand.
My blazing eyes snapped to Endora, who was pale as she tried to counter it. It was then that I saw it; the thread that connected her to Raihana glowed brightly and was crossing into the darkness away from the glowing entrance of the crack in the veil.
