The duster is idly flipping through the pages of a book, Dice is doing push-ups on the floor, and Amy is warily watching the duster, keeping her eyes trained on him like he's going to attack at any moment.
"That's getting annoying," Chaz says, not looking up from his pages.
"Then leave," Amy snarls, earning a grin from the unfazed duster.
"It'll take more than that to get rid of me, wild girl."
She growls, a lycan growl, but he ignores her, acting as though she doesn't bother him in the least.
"I need to speak with Alyssa," I say to the blond man still ignoring the snarling lycan.
He looks up and tilts his head. "And? You want me to fetch her for you? No way. I'm not going in there."
My stomach churns with disgust, and I barely fight back the urge to double over. I shouldn't have used that spell. Never should have trusted my bitch mother. It's hurting me more everyday because my feelings only grow, while Alyssa's only taper off.
"Just get her."
Dice stands up and cracks his neck to the side. "I'll get her."
Leave it to the incubus to enjoy interrupting sex. I'd punch him
in the face if he wasn't useful right now. I hate that guy.
I step outside for some quick air. I'm constantly having to vaporize away from the two of them. It physically hurts me to see them touch. I hope this ends it all and brings her back to me. I'll never lose her again.
When I step back inside, Alyssa and Kane are on the couch, both looking disheveled. My hands fist at my sides, my teeth grind together, but I do my best not to disappear. I have to talk to her, and he'll never let me do it without him glued to her side. He's smarter than I was. I shouldn't have ever left her alone with him. I won't be so fucking stupid next time. Fuck the Somage. Things change—starting now.
I hold the scroll like the lifeline I've been needing, but the look Alyssa gives me lacks any warmth or hope at all. She could care less about me. He's destroying her soul by planting so much doubt in her head. As bad as I hate to admit it, my mother is right. He has to go.
"What's this about?" Kane asks, sounding irritated.
Alyssa leans into him, like she always fucking does, and he wraps his arm around her shoulders. When he leans down to kiss her head, I end the suspense and toss the scroll to his lap.
"What's this?" he asks as Alyssa leans over to read it with him.
I ignore the tears forming in her eyes, deny the pain the right to fester in my heart, and I look away when she whimpers in fear for having to be with me. She has no idea how much that fucking hurts.
Chapter 12
Alyssa
The daughter meant to harness the great will be one full of light and dark. Her powers will war within her, struggling to know which side to fight for.
In the darkness, there will be only one there to truly guide her. In the light, there will be those who wish to betray her. Light will surround her power, her magic, and her life, until she falls for her dark lover. He will be one who has descended from the greatest of his kind; one with unprecedented power that almost rivals hers. And his strength will only fuel hers.
He'll represent power thought to have never existed, and she will gravitate to him until at last their eyes meet. The sparks will ignite a flame that will never fizzle, and their love could be the only way to save us all when the darkest hour comes to break the light. She won't be strong enough without him. As long as their love is embraced, accepted, and most importantly, never doubted, she'll have the strength she needs. She'll be the hope amongst the hopeless times. If doubted, chaos could ensue inside her light, destroying what little purity that remains once the darkness consumes her, decimating the stability of light and dark.
The balance will shift, opening the door to the side of darkness she never knew she possessed. Together, their powers will grow, surpassing all fathomable predictions, and jading them both if this happens. But the war within her will only rage on stronger with each day until she either trusts her dark lover or gives into the power that will swallow her. The balance of light and dark is needed.
If she denies the love, denies the heart's intended, then she'll destroy us all.
The words are there, clear and spoken. The scroll is real, blessed and chanted. The content is obvious, painful and bleak. It's all here. Everything says I'm supposed to be with Gage. But I can't. I won't. I was willing to give him up when I thought he would help me destroy the world, but I'm not willing to be with him to save it. I love Kane. I refuse to accept this. I'll wage a war with destiny before I cave to its demands.
"This is complete and utter bullshit," Kane says, making me relax a little. Thank God he feels the same way. "I've never believed in all this prophetic crap our world constantly spews."
His fingers thread with mine, and I smile lightly as something deep inside me stirs. I glance up to Gage, and he sucks in a sharp breath.
"You should," he whispers, making my smile grow.