*Raven*The next day, Mother guides me through a few more exercises to help me master my powers. It’s not much harder than controlling animals, but the feeling ripples through me like an electric charge. I still just think something and watch it happen, but the elements seem to shift around me and i
“You know that’s not how the Goddess works,” Melany tells her in a soothing manner. “She bestows gifts how She sees fit.” “Then she’s blind,” Sybil screeches. “You are nothing but a spoiled princess from a kingdom that tried to destroy us. You’re the last person in the world who should have receive
*Kieran* I stare back into the blank expressions of my three best friends, my heart pounding in my chest so loud I’m sure they can hear it. This might have been a bad idea. A really bad idea. Even though these are the three men I would trust with my life, I’ve asked them to stomach a lot in the las
I start walking down the long, dark corridor toward King Cole’s cell. A few of the other prisoners look at me in interest, some even throw out verbal insults, but I ignore them as I focus on my destination. He’s sitting on his bed when I arrive, waiting for me. I quickly look around to make sure no
*Raven* Every time I close my eyes, I see lightning strike down just inches from where Sybil stands. Guilt gnaws in my stomach no matter how much I toss and turn in my large bed. If Kieran were here, he’d hold me, tell me that it’s all okay. He’d probably laugh about it. I can almost hear his laugh
“There’s nothing you can’t share with me, love,” she tells me earnestly. “We’ve already lost so much time together, I never want you to feel that you have to keep things from me.” Tears fill my eyes again, and I nod. “I can’t help but think about my old family,” I admit reluctantly. “They ignored
*Kieran* King Cole and I lock eyes, and for a moment, I see his fire. Despite his physical weakness from the harsh beatings he’s recently received, he’s ready to fight. “A little help here,” I mind-link with my friends. The dungeon doors swing open, and Taner, Whyte, and Lucian storm into the spac
“What’s the meaning of this?” he snarls, indicating our clothing. “It was awful, King Gavin,” Taner interjects, his tone bordering on weepy. Of the two of us, he’s the better actor, so I agreed to let him take the lead. “I was reading a book in the library when I heard the soldiers heading down to