Chapter 376 Lisa: First Kill

LISA

Mira stands in front of me, fully wolfed out, gray fur bristling.

Snow crunches beneath my boots as I back a little further away.

Something isn't right. Ten massive wolves wrestle with the Westwood wolves, brutally aggressive, and yet not a single one glances my way.

A gray wolf—one of our guards, I'm pretty sure—flies past us, blood matting his fur. He slams into a tree with a sickening crack. My stomach lurches. I can't recognize the wolves by sight like Ava does, because they all look alike. Only Kellan stands out from the rest, a little larger and more russet than gray.

He launches at two attackers, his teeth finding purchase in one's throat, trying to pull him to the ground. But these wolves don't seem to notice pain.

The brace on my wrist is warm, already charged with a few drops of blood and ready to fire. But there's no way I can use it with them all tangled together like this. I'm as liable to hit one of my guards as I am an enemy.

My fingers hover over the brace. If I can just get a clear shot...

But it doesn't look like that's happening anytime soon.

Another guard crashes nearby, his leg bent at an impossible angle. Still, not one of the attacking wolves turns our way. It's like Mira and I are invisible, or...

"They're only targeting the pack," I murmur.

But how do they know?

Kellan roars in pain as three wolves pin him down. My heart leaps into my throat. The brace grows hot against my skin, responding to my panic.

But why avoid me? Unless...

Unless someone wants me alive.

No. That's crazy. Who would—

suddenly with a vicious snarl, bounding behind me in an

My muscles lock up as a primal part of

I jerk around while stumbling back, slipping in the

in front of me, and I'm already raising

No.

My whole body trembles.

power radiates from her. Or something does, anyway, with an aura of darkness and fire. Her unnatural green eyes practically glow like fluorescent toxicity, and her skin... her skin seems to ripple with shadows that shouldn't

but now it scrapes against my ears like broken glass. It's strange, like it isn't her

the words. Can't make my body respond to my mind. I'm frozen in fear and memories

captive, as if all this freedom

legs won't move. My lungs won't work. The sounds of fighting fade to a distant roar as those toxic eyes consume

that cell. Just like every nightmare

the same helpless girl I was then. This time

In my head, all I can see

feet long and thick as my arm. Its tip blazes white-hot, the shaft a swirling inferno of orange and gold. Something large enough to contain all my terror. All my rage. All the helplessness of those days lost in darkness. The grief over Mira's body, just lying there, surrounded in a sea of

melodic voice carries a note of confusion, her

burning away the darkness that writhes beneath her skin. The flames would consume her from the inside out, turning

"Fire."

a hundred yards away. She's mere feet from me, with Mira's blood splashed on her face and clothes. With just a few steps, I

giant trees, perfecting my aim from fifty yards out. Destroying them so they

wolf entangled with

this moment, in the lance so clearly depicted in my head, in the horrible death I'm wishing upon this woman. This person I once thought of as a victim, and now see as

with all the rage held in my soul. She has less than a second to react, and it isn't

chest, just as I

eyes widen with shock. Her mouth forms a perfect 'o' of surprise. Then the flames burst outward from the impact point, consuming her in a blinding inferno of white and

burning hair mixed with rotting meat. My stomach heaves as memories of that dark cell flood back, but this is

bone burning away

entire body. Her form becomes a silhouette of pure light, so bright it burns spots in my vision. Then she disappears,

even have time

her death. The snow beneath my boots is stained with Mira's

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