Demetrius turned to his white-robed companion as the vampires, with Nicholas among them, retreated to the edge of the circle."Shall we begin?"Annick nodded, motioning for the other three. Two men and a slender woman, all dressed in the same white, came forward. The dark haired woman carried a bundle. She offered it to Demetrius with a bowed head. He took it from her, shook it out. Within a moment he was dressed as they were."Your power is valuable," he said to us. "You are fulfilling a destiny charged to my order over five hundred years ago. The creators of the Chosen of the Light understood the evil of magic. They saw sorcery was the purest form of power, beyond the silly Sidhe and their games, the demons and their distant plane, their overbearing superiority. Far greater than the vampires with their disease. And the masters of witches whose only cares were for their own struggles."The Chosen's mandate is to cleanse the world of your taint. And for five centuries we have labor
I couldn't watch. I turned my eyes away, held Mom as she tried in her weakened physical state to reach Dad. Held her tight and forced myself to block out the howl of pain my father released when Demetrius's crystal started to drain him of his power, glowing brighter as it drew his energy from him.It wasn't long before Demetrius scowled. He shook the crystal as Dad screamed his agony into the night. The Chosen leader snarled and gestured again as my dad fell to his knees. The crystal's light sputtered and went out."What is this!" Demetrius spun on Nicholas. "I demanded you bring me the demon!""I did." The vampire hissed and spit, looking less like his brother by the moment. "Exactly as you ordered.""Something is wrong." Demetrius turned to me, fury in his face and a murderous rage at the ready. More than ever I knew he planned to kill us all."You know," he said, cherub face now showing hints of his evil. "Tell me."I shrugged, reaching for my sarcasm, wrapping it around me l
He barely had time to graze her pale skin when he was hit again. But this hit was much harder, enough to send him sprawling, shuddering from the attack as a blazing ball of white light fell from the sky and drove him face first into the dirt."Enough," Sebastian said, standing over Mom and I, his hands in fists of rage, so stunningly beautiful I had no words. Everything about him was chiseled perfection now, as though he were becoming the statue my father lost. Even Mom looked shocked. But he ignored us, his power humming around him in a welcoming glow. "It's over, Nicholas.""No," the twin snarled, eyes huge, on his feet in a fluid moment. "Sebastian. What have you become?" Even he seemed drawn to his brother while fighting for his hate to survive.The site was suddenly full of people, witches and vampires alike. Nicholas's followers formed a tense bunch near us, hissing at the furious pack of family and friends who closed in around them. I saw a few flutter as if trying to turn to
I huddled with Mom and Dad while the rest of the vampires and witches took care of Nicholas's followers. It was horrible and disgusting and I just wanted to hide from it. Dad hugged me close, feeling so normal it made me cry harder.It was like seeing Sebastian's grief finally opened my own floodgates. I sobbed so hard my head hurt.And yet, we were safe. Mom was fine, Dad was... well. Dad was mortal. But at least he was okay. And I was alive. Barely.I was at the hiccupping stage when Anastasia's quiet voice finally caught my attention and held it."I'm sorry we were late," she said. "We encountered a barrier to the site and tried everything to break through it. It fell at last but I fear there is more to be told here than just Nicholas's meddling."Mom quickly filled her in on everything."When I knew what they were after, I asked Sunny to be host to my power." It still amazed me."But, she betrayed you," Anastasia said."I knew she wasn't to blame and that Nicholas was using
Life went back to normal. If you could call normal, well, normal. Which meant everything was horribly wrong.Okay, not everything. Only my missing power and the fact Quaid avoided me. It still hurt.Which left me wide open to Brad. He seemed startled the first day I went back to school, and acted a little funny around me, but he still wanted to take me to prom. There was no need to turn him down anymore, so I was all for it.Take that and stick it somewhere uncomfortable, Quaid Moromond.As for my friends, they all acted like nothing happened and I wondered how much of the whole thing the coven managed to erase. Mia was back to her normal Pain self and as tight with Blood as ever. They were all waiting for me in the nook at the front door when I returned to school on Thursday after only one day off. All of a sudden it was same old same.I mentioned Benjamin's name once and they looked at me blankly like I was nuts.So I dropped it. Happily.I had my friends back. That was good.
Book Four: The Wild Two pairs of judgmental brown eyes rimmed in wrinkles glared at me where I sat. The weight of their stares pinned me to the musty fabric of the stiff and uncomfortable antique wingback. I wanted very much to squirm, to work my way free from the feeling I'd been jabbed through the abdomen like an insect on a corkboard.Estelle-or was it Esther?-Lawrence lifted her gaze from me long enough to flicker her attention to my mother. At least Mom hadn't abandoned me to the un-tender mercy of the powerful twin witches. Though tiny, bony, and almost birdlike, I refused to underestimate them. Known for their ability to strip away the unseen and uncover even the deepest secrets, the Lawrence twins were a force to be reckoned with.Mom sipped her tea from the ancient china cup, the bottom clinking against the delicate saucer like a tiny bell. "As you both are aware," she said, drawing their attention, much to my relief, "Sydlynn has lost her magic."My whole body twitched
The morning dawned fresh and lovely, the sunrise stunning. I only knew so because I was there to meet it. I was almost startled when my alarm went off. A sense of peace had settled over me through the night, something I'd been missing. But the injection of real life was enough to shatter that illusion and slam me right back into the truth.Remembering I was powerless wasn't nearly as bad as realizing it was prom day and I had to pretend to be happy I was normal.No, not all bad. After all, in about twelve hours I would be escorted, in a fancy dress and shoes, to the dance by the stunningly handsome Brad Peters, my boyfriend. Things could have been worse. Then again, they could have been much better. I could instead be spending the evening with the guy I was meant to be with. But Quaid chose to drop me like I'd offended him. I hadn't heard a word from him since my demon left. He'd even avoided me at school and coven functions. Not that I'd been invited to the coven functions. Used to
Chiffon, satin and sparkles fell around my hips and legs in a bouncing, flouncing swirl of blue. I barely noticed. I was too busy trying to breathe inside the form-fitted shell of the bodice, squeezing me so hard I actually looked like I had something called cleavage. Real diamonds glittered in the mostly ignored holes in my ears. Why did I insist Mom let me have my ears pierced when I was ten? This was probably the first time they'd seen earrings since... okay, I couldn't remember when.But the crowning jewel of this whole affair? My long brown hair sat in glossy, elaborate curls, a few dangling down the side of my face while the rest foamed over in a frothing pile on the top of my head.Darling.And then there were the shoes. Shiny silver with more sparkles. Heels adding at least three inches to my height while pinching my toes, making the balls of my feet ache just looking at them.I'd never in my life worn that much eyeliner. Or foundation, blush, bronzer, highlighter, mascara,