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“What the fuck happened?” a livid Blake roared as he burst into the infirmary, his eyes like daggers stabbing at me. In the past I would have thought he was pissed at me, but I could see beneath it now. He was afraid – afraid I had gone too far and lost myself to the darkness.Tori cast him a nervous glance, her eyes darting back and forward between the two of us. There was also something else hidden in the depths of her emotions that twisted inside of my stomach as realisation struck her in one fell swoop. It was then that I knew she understood the root of Blake’s reaction.Tori met my gaze, her eyes wide with understanding and her mouth agape in shock.Really? She mouthed at me, before skirting away from a fuming Blake.Hot air pulsed around us as he struggled to control himself. There was an unstable edge to the emotions that rolled through me as my magic flared to life in response.After finally revealing Tynan’s plans, I had passed out and Tori had brought me to the infirmary. The
When Blake’s gaze zeroed in on mine, the blush rose along my cheeks, colour and heat flooding them. There was a strange, almost hungry look in his eyes that sent my stomach spiralling down and my heart hammering in my chest. I drew my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms around me as if to protect myself. But it did little to tamp down on the look in his gaze. It probably didn’t help that I now wore one of the infirmary gowns that was like a long night shirt, finishing around the middle of my thighs. “So…” he breathed out, his lips twitching almost into a small smile. “We are alone now.” “We are.” “For any particular reason?” Suddenly, I found my hands and the blanket on the bed extremely interesting. My gaze dropped and my cheeks flushed even more, the flurry of movements in my lower stomach swirling greater. After having to confront Deakin, and the onslaught of emotions that had swirled within me, I wanted to be braver. I needed to be braver. Only the Magicians knew just how m
Halfway to the dungeon, I realised that I was still dressed in the infirmary gown. I was too distracted, too absorbed in the feeling that still lingered on my skin from Blake’s touch, to think about much else. But that needed to change.I took a quick turn and headed to my room, closing the door behind me as quickly as I could. Even though I now had the strength and control to be able to shut off my connection to magic, I was far too exhausted and overwhelmed right now. Every emotion from the passing students, guards and teachers had washed across my skin, making it even harder to think clearly.But now wasn’t the time to get lost within their emotions. I had too much to do.Moving swiftly around my room, I threw on a pair of riding pants and a shirt, sliding a jacket over my shoulders. My leather satchel hung from on the edge of one of the chairs and I snatched it up, shoving spare clothes and things I would need into it as quickly as I could.A tingling feeling washed over me, and my
Leaving the mysterious Orion in charge of the two horses, I ran as quickly as I could back along the path and past the stables, only slowing down once the school came into view. It would look rather suspicious if I was spotted running around the school and in the direction of the dungeon no less. As I reached the final door of the dungeons, the two burly guards looked up, their gazes narrowing in at me. “I’m here to question the prisoner again,” I commanded, trying to force as much authority into my voice in the hopes that it would drown out the ever-growing levels of anxiety that were building within my chest. One wrong move, and all of this would be for nothing. The guards spared each other a look, before opening the door. I could feel their eyes burning into my back as I moved past them, a nervous energy sparking in the air that tingled along my skin and sent the hairs on my arm standing on end. It wasn’t until I had moved past the line of magicians along the corridor, that I
We travelled for what felt like days without stopping, but I knew was merely only hours, until my eyes felt like they were about to fall out of my head. The sun had set long ago, and the almost full moon hanging in the dark, inky sky was a haunting reminder that time was running out. We didn’t have long to reach the desert before they sacrificed Elanora. It was the ever-present thought that hung in the back of my mind, continuously being dragged to the front. Time was slipping through my fingers. Deakin spoke very little as the time stretched out, seeming content with his own silence. I could slowly feel his magic starting to thrum back to life, its potency tingling along my spine, knowing that if he wanted to, he could simply incapacitate me. The rational part of my mind questioned as to whether it would work anymore, or if I was now stronger than his particular brand of magic. When I finally brought Midnight to a stop late into the night, my body aching with fatigue and my stomac
If there was ever a moment that I thought I might burst from my own emotions, it was now. Deakin’s kiss was ravenous against my lips, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth and battling for dominance before he sucked my lower lip into his mouth. A breathy moan escaped from my chest, causing my cheeks to flare with embarrassment at the pure sound of lust it held. It seemed to be the thing that snapped Deakin out of his haze as his movements stopped and he pulled back to stare at me. His iridescent gaze met mine, a look of confusion flickered through his eyes before they seemed to shutter and the darkness swept through them, taking him away from me. Deakin lurched backwards off me. A ripple of pure agony swept through my body in response. “What the fuck Kida?” Disgust clouded his features, sending another shard of pain slicing through my chest. He really knew how to affect me instantly. “You jumped me,” I said breathlessly, righting myself and brushing the dirt from my clothes a
When I woke, everything was shrouded in white. My body ached as I forced my eyes open, blinking rapidly, trying to take in my surroundings. Sitting up slowly, I took in the makeshift cot I was lying in and the soft blue dress that clung to my body. The thought that someone had changed my clothes while I was unconscious sent the darkness within me writhing in pleasure and my breath coming in gasps. I tried to move, but was jerked back by a large, metal chain attached to my wrist that I hadn’t even noticed before. It ripped at my shoulder, sending pain spasming through it and along my arm. A low hiss escaped my lips. Kida? A soft voice whispered in my mind. My head whipped around, cracking my neck as I was met with the deep, green terrified eyes of Elanora. “Oh, my Magicians, Elanora!” A sad smile lifted her lips as my eyes hungrily took in her appearance. All things considered, she looked healthy enough and unharmed. Dark circled clung underneath her red rimmed eyed as if she had
When Cillian escorted me out of the tent, I could hardly contain the spike of adrenaline that surged through my body. Dozens, if not hundreds of men and women lingered around a grouping of tents pitched on an outcropping of stone. Just beyond that, was a small lake, the water lapping against the shore with each shift of the slight breeze. Each one of them, I assumed, were Dorcha Fae. It was easy to see why. Most, if not all, had the visible, dark black veins crawling along under their skin. Some were like Cillian where the veins had travelled so extensively that their eyes were completely swallowed by the black. Others were in between and some only had minimal black veins tracing along their hands, but not anywhere near their faces. I was oddly curious, but also terrified. What in the Magicians name had they been doing to cause such a disfiguration to their body? Whatever it was, I was more than sure that it would be nothing I would agree with. Cillian continued to drag me throug