I was drawn to it, though unable to help myself as I turned it in my grip, instincts in overdrive, as if I could feel the weight of its importance.
Everything else was in place.
His room was pure destruction. And now, I had found my target.
Thiswas the item I had come for.
EBONY
I returned to find my room in disarray.
It was hard to quite convey the rage that doused my system as I looked around, the place that was supposed to bemine, turned upside down.
Vex.
I knew it, even if I hadn’t caught the trace of cherry blossom lingering in the air.
I scanned the room for an age before I found the note.
Catch me before I find the middle, and I’ll tell you where it is xx
Something strange and foreign lit my veins as I read the note over and over. It took me too long to understand.
I got there in the end, scanning the room until I realised what was missing. It was strangely unsurprising that she’d managed to find the most precious thing I owned, as if it was natural.
She was in tune with me.
When I did confirm it, a thrill like I’d never felt seeped through me.
A game. Oneshe’dset up?
I was crossing my room before I could catch myself. A game meant an even playing field.
A game meant I could win.
I knew where I’d find her, and sure enough, I caught her out in the garden. She was sitting before the dying flames in the firepit behind the pool. She looked up at me, lifting a stick and poking the flames.
A taunt.
A low growl rose in my throat as I watched her, hearing the patio door latch behind me. Her chocolate eyes found me in a moment, wide as she took me in.
She knew.
I was going to fucking destroy her—and she’d dared me to.
She was on her feet in a moment, a tantalising figure in the firelight: her loose shirt silhouetted, along with the curve of her bare legs.
Prey.
That was the last thing I thought before she turned and ran toward the maze. The movement set off every one of my instincts.
My aura hit the air, and it was the last thing I felt before I lost myself completely.
LOVE
I felt something I never had before.
My brother, the man I’d given everything for, stoked the flames of something that might just be hope.