Chapter 226

A snarl tore through my chest and if it weren’t for Asher’s hand on my lower back, his warmth pouring into my icy skin, I would’ve dug my fingers into her eye sockets.

Instead of having the wits to be afraid, Rowena laughed.

“No, you’re right. She’s too close to all of this. It would be much too obvious. Mm, perhaps it’s someone in the background, someone you never would’ve noticed lurking about. What about that half- breed sister of yours, Holly? She and I did spend quite a lot of time together.” She teased, flashing blood-stained teeth when Tristan let out a snarl of his own.

There wasn’t a chance in hell I’d actually believe her, not with how enthusiastically she’s pointing fingers. She could cry witch all she wanted, but I trusted the people closest to me, my half-sister included.

Rowena began to laugh harder, and the sound of it gradually shifted from confident and poised, to a cackle that bordered on unhinged.

“Oh, there’s so many possibilities, but let’s not limit the suspects to only women. My sister in crime is powerful enough to take on the form of either gender, though not for too long.”

Asher’s hand tensed along my back, as did the rest of his body. It was my turn to reign him in, even though the sickly song in my veins told me to do the opposite.

He towered over her and snarled, “Her name. Tell us her fucking name.”

Rowena yawned, making a show of opening her mouth and fluttering her eyes like we were the ones boring her.

“No, I don’t think I will.” She mused. ”

Ask me something else. You’re oozing testosterone and it’s making me sleepy.”

“Why Sean? Why him of all people?”

At first, I didn’t recognize the voice that spoke. I didn’t feel the words as they left my lips, but that was most likely because

they were encased in layers of ice- dropping the temperature of the room by a few degrees.

shuddered, her warm breath coming out as a puff of

single sculpted eyebrow at me. Goosebumps prickled along her bare

other boy were our first choices, do you? Please, who even are they? Where is the poetry in that? No, darling. If it wasn’t for your mate’s commendable willpower, your friend over there,” Her eyes flickered over to Breyona. “…and

The siren song was louder now, so tempting that I inched closer to

I were your first

voice pitched low.

higher. For once, it wasn’t me controlling them, but Breyona. The shadow creeping behind her

must admit, there’s a beautiful symmetry to it. Lola’s closest friends, followed by her brother, sacrificed in the name of ultimate power.” Rowena sighed heavily, like a teenage girl speaking about the boy she loved. Quickly, her expression soured, and blood-crusted lips twisted into a sneer. Her eyes, which now looked like sewage rather than fragmented emeralds, latched onto my face. “You had to go and ruin that by turning Breyona here into some shadow monster. Freya wasn’t happy about that, not one bit. She’s nothing if not

that bitch.” Breyona

choice in the matter. Besides, I think you’ll be quite flattered

when Breyona began to shake, her entire form rippling as pure shadow seemed to seep from her pores. If

take a breather.” I turned to Breyona,

“That’s right.

and Giovanni stepping inside. She reacted to his touch immediately, her eyes fading back to their normal color and losing the shadowy tinge they were taking on. Once Breyona was out

the other witches hiding out at? You have

smirk. The smug light in her eyes was enough proof to tell us she knew exactly where the witches were hiding.

and sometimes protection magics. Freya has a few witches with this affinity, though there’s one in particular that’s very skilled. She can make you see anything, believe you’re somewhere a thousand miles away when really, you’re standing

the bond, warning me that Asher was seconds away from imploding and beginning the

that if we started peeling off

questions flooding my mind, and I needed to see if she’d answer them first before beginning the real fun.

me, I want you to tell me about it.” I urged, squeezing

warn him off of tearing into her

magic quickly thanks to Breyona’s wonderful, but very much dead, parents.” Rowena smirked, staring at the window that led into the observation room as though she knew Breyona was right there, pressed

her. “Fail to answer and I’ll happily let Lola tear into

heart skipped a beat, the darkness in my veins bubbling excitedly, it’s sickening song

is doing to enslave Lola. How do we break it?” Asher inquired in a voice of pure granite.

pry the truth from her brain after I cracked her

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