Drowns me in evil.
Chapter 7
I’m freezing and my head feels like it’s in knots. That’s the first thing I become aware of when I open my eyes again. Every limb in my body aches, and my head throbs. It’s also very dark. So dark I question if I don’t have my eyes open. But even after I blink a few times, darkness continues to haunt every inch of my vision. That’s when reality throat punches me.
Brody. The ice. The elemental protector of darkness. The room of darkness.
I’m in the darkness room, and while I have no clue what that is, considering darkness is supposed to be evil …
As adrenaline soars through me, I wait for lightning to light up the room, but that never happens. Instead, the darkness thickens around me.
“Don’t panic. You’re not in here alone.” Brody’s voice floats through the darkness.
I push up on my hands and knees and strain my eyes to see past the darkness.
“You don’t need to be nervous.” This time his breath touches my ear. “I just want to play for a bit.”
I swing my arm back, my fist colliding with his stomach. He grunts in pain, but quickly recovers, grabbing a fistful of my hair.
“Fight all you want, but the only way out of this room is if my friend Anders lets you out, and he’s not going to do that. In fact, he’s standing outside, waiting for me to get done with you, and then he’s going to unleash darkness on you full force.”
I’m guessing Anders is the elemental protector of darkness who helped Brody put me in here. Not that it matters right now. All that does is getting the hell out of here.
Send help down the link. Now, Sky!
The thing is, I’m not sure how the link fully works, but I do my best to allow the fear pulsating through me to current down the invisible link that connects me to all the Everettson brothers—
I gasp as Brody tugs harder on my hair, forcing me to turn over. I instinctively bring my knee up and collide it with his stomach. He curses then climbs on top of me.
“Don’t worry,” he whispers, pinning me down to the floor. “I’ll make it quick.”
I scream, reaching up to hit him, but he captures my wrists and pins my arms down. Then he forces his lips roughly on mine.
Panic slashes through me, and I again attempt to channel my powers, but only silence whispers through my body.
He kisses me harder, slipping his tongue into my mouth. I bite down on it. Instead of pulling away, though, he digs his fingernails into my wrists and bites down on my lip until blood pools out. I whimper in pain, and he chuckles, pressing his lips to mine again.
Why isn’t my kiss making him pass out like Grey? Is it because my powers aren’t working right now? Why aren’t they working?
Both fueled by rage and panic, I dig deeper. For the first time ever, I beg my powers to surface, to blast through the air, to hurt Brody—
One second, Brody is pushing me down to the ground, and the next, he’s tipping over and off me.
I let out a shaky breath as I hurriedly sit up, rubbing my aching wrists and trying to see through the darkness, see what happened to him. But everything is silent. Too silent.
“Look at you. A scared, little lamb,” a voice whispers in my ear. Not Brody’s voice either. No, this voice is a purr, a whisper of evil. Darkness. “Don’t be frightened, little one. Master will be so pleased to hear that you’re here.”
Swoosh.
Something zips past my face and laughs.
“Of course, I can have a little fun first before I tell him.” It laughs in my ear. “Did you know that darkness can cause insanity, usually to those who are weak-minded? Shall we find out just how strong you are?”
“Leave me alone,” I bite out, rising to my feet.
Without being able to see, my equilibrium is off, my balance shaky. And with my powers muted, I can’t do much but stumble around helplessly.
“Oh, I will soon enough, but what awaits for you when I do is going to make what happens next look like the fun part.”