A Gift from the Goddess

Book Two – Ch.# 35

“My name is Rheyna…,” I said. “Rheyna Knight.”

How strange to say it after all this time. It wasn’t something I felt all that connected to nor had any particular fond memories of. It was simply the only thing I could recall when the orphanage had asked me who I was. Just my name and nothing else. Not even my parents.

“Allison?” I asked when she still hadn’t spoken.

Something about the whole situation seemed off. The alarms in my head were still screaming at me to run… and yet I did my best to keep ignoring it.

Only… Allison now hadn’t moved. Almost as if she were frozen in place.

“Allison? Did you hear me?” I asked. “Aren’t you… aren’t you going to check your book?”

But with her eyes cast down, her lips started to whisper something very quickly that I couldn’t hear.

“…Allison? What are you….”

And it was as I took a step towards her that her eyes then suddenly snapped upwards, staring at me with an expression that took me aback. A hatred within them unlike anything I had ever seen.

“…A Devil of the Mist,” she finished quietly.

“What? What do you mea-.”

But before I could ask, she then stood up and began talking as if reciting from an old book.

“Beware the Silver Saintess, her hair as silken thread. With her consort mate of power, the people wept and bled.”

“Alli-.”

“And beware the Siren’s call, his eyes as gold as ore. With whispers of manipulation, they’ll hold you in their thrall. And if you breathe despite this, a devil still awaits.

Because forever lives another, the deathless angel mate.”

“Allison!” I yelled, beginning to panic. Stop!”

And I took a step back in confusion, unsure what was happening.

“You were meant to be dead,” she hissed. All of you.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Just stop and-.”

“NO!” she screeched. “Your words won’t work on me. I should have seen it earlier, the signs were all there. But I see you now. I see what you’re doing. Your power won’t work so long as I stay true to the Goddess’ path.”

And before I could do anything else, she then walked over to a glass cabinet, only turning back around to face me once she had retrieved a dagger.

“You’ve been influencing all of us to accept you. You with your silver tongue and golden eyes,” she spat. “Is this some sort of infiltration mission? Here to finish us off in revenge? Because I already lost my mother because of you. I will not go down easily.”

She moved into what looked to be an amateur defensive position, shakily holding the dagger up towards me. Me… who was still frozen in shock over what the hell was happening.

Because my mind was trying to piece together what she was saying… why she suddenly wanted to attack me… and the reason slowly dawned on me.

My family, the pack I must have once belonged to….

I was… a Devil of the Mist.

The same pack who had gone to war with Ashwood, who had apparently caused countless deaths and tarnished their traditions. Who were all allegedly insane.

…The ones who had caused the death of Kieran’s mother.

But there were bits I didn’t understand.

was talking about some sort of manipulation… only I wasn’t sure what that meant. I couldn’t remember ever

was mistaken or… or I was like some distant, twice removed cousin. Maybe I didn’t even share the same blood and was just a child of someone married into

not sure if that mattered right now.

Allison had made up her mind…

this,” I warned. “I

merely screamed at me angrily.

that you were just easy to get along with, somehow feeling

doing anything, Allison, I swear.”

brother’s mate or was that just another trick? Does he

of room within the small space of the archives. A situation that would demand a

…Fight or flight.

which felt right.

“Stop, Allison, please.”

as my back then hit a shelf, I knew it was too

clear, and moved to strike. A sloppy attempt if I ever saw one, but I did my best to dodge it, using the

forcing me to push her

little too strong as

Attack her? She was blocking the exit now so

open, I was relieved to see the guard,

here?” he asked, shocked by the sight he was seeing. “Allison? What are you…” })

“Help me, plea-.”

assistance, her dagger then came swiping towards

pain, persevering through it to pull it out of her hand.

began to flow, but it had been

is Rheyna Knight.

know what The Mist was prior to a few days ago. Please, you have to help

Finn’s face immediately changed. A

Devil…,” he said, taking a step closer, and I cursed under

was screwed. Based on this reaction, it was clear that it wasn’t just Allison who would prove to be a problem once the information got

knew that this was it. I was

longer safe for me.

And now…

to leave. Leave quickly and hopefully with my head

drawing my attention back over to her, and I found

the stories are true,” she said. ” Look! Look how her hand has already stopped bleeding! Her cut was dealt by a dagger of blessed silver. Such an injury should take hours before our ability to heal works. And yet for her, merely minutes were needed. Only Devil’s have been known to

counter it ever since I arrived at Ashwood. It’s

screamed, and she tried to grab at

time I’d had

hell out of here by any means. And so,

kick to her

“Allison!” Finn yelled.

me, a warning growl rumbling through him as he walked

“Just let me go and I’ll leave.

leaving here alive,” he said,

Goddammit.

experienced any sort of combat herself. Finn was a warrior, someone I assumed had probably trained with Kieran at

knew at

a defenceless position. Because the wound instantly opened back up, causing

grab me and throw me to the ground, using his weight to then keep me

me go…,”

course, that

arrives,” he said, pulling something out

silver cuffs as they came out, dangling with a threat

put those on me. Whatever else happened, I could not allow him to use those. All hope of escape would