5. Unleashing It All

YILEYNA 

Then. If I manage to remove the ice, will that count as a lesson taught and accomplished?” I asked, standing up. 

He narrowed his eyes at my softer tone. 

“Maybe.” He tossed the empty bottle aside. 

“Can I ask a question regarding something you mentioned?” I asked, stepping closer despite the pain that threatened to suffocate me. 

“What is it?” He asked quietly, his voice deeper as he looked down at me. 

“Will you tell me everything? From how you were forced into hiding, to how your mother and sister died?” I pushed gently. Put aside your own pain, Yileyna, try to reach the man deep inside, a man who showed he did care... 

“It‘s a little late for that, don‘t you think?” He replied coldly, turning his back on me. 

I stared at his broad chiselled back, ignoring the pull of the mate bond, and placed a hand on his back. Was it wrong that I wanted to use the mate bond to get him to listen? “Please?” 

He tensed, and I could feel the anger radiating off him. 

He spat, stepping away from my touch and glaring coldly at me over his shoulder. “I don‘t need to tell you anything, it

the doors, before pausing mid–way and turning his head slightly. “There is something I do want to tell you...” My heart skipped a beat and I

the Obsidian Shadow Pack staged, it was pre–planned, every little detail of it

hoarsely, remembering the massacre of that night and the bloodied bodies that littered the ground.

pain of that night would never leave me… now accompanied by another similar one. I was beginning to hate fire. Every time I saw it, it brought those painful memories

were just caught in the attack... I made sure

Two... 

dreaded thought came to me... My heart clenched as his words echoed in my mind. Guaranteed to be there...

were they?” I asked

than William and Hana

my eyes, refusing to allow the emotions to show as a single tear escaped down my

and the love your parents had for you... I knew they‘d follow you and when they did, they would be the first in the line of fire. With their deaths, I removed Andres‘. closest confidant from his side, and instead stepped into the place that William De‘Lacor

That storm of emotions

How could he? 

if it was no big deal?

was

hold back.

as the entire ground erupted, the soil moving in waves as a violent wind whipped around me, my aura surging and blasting the roof above us right off. The weather

him dead.

you!” I hissed, seeing the long claw nails on my hands. They were not the thick claws of a werewolf, but the thin long claws of a siren... My skin seemed to have changed, a faint hue of silvery blue covering it. I lunged at him, digging my claws into his chest. He grabbed my wrist, but I refused

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