Unless they weren’t telling me something.
Right now, my attention snared on this prepared monster thing.
What. The. Hell.
“Should we be doing this after this morning’s attack?” I asked, knowing I’d get smacked down.
“What better time than now as the monsters grow in strength?” Seth replied.
I chewed on my bottom lip, examining the cavernous room. The chrome didn’t appear to have any joins in it, the entire thing smooth as if painted on.
“First, we open,” Luna said.
I faced her as she opened her right hand, a gold charm sitting on her palm. It glittered, expanding from the size of a penny to a flat circle about five times the size.
A shudder in my chest snatched my breath. The sound of locks opening rattled in my ears, the footsteps of a jailor echoing in the hallways of an inner prison. Coming for me, coming for my buried treasures.
Treasures?
I felt my lips spread into a smile, a heady warmth filling me.
A dark warmth.
The other me was back.
“Yes…” I whispered. “Give me everything.”
“Be careful, Luna,” Seth warned.
Oh, he could fuck off. Pathetic gargoyle. Disgusting creature. He denied me, he kept his secrets, he manipulated.
Thinks he’s so clever,Dark Me spoke.I’ll show him. I’ll show him. I’ll fucking show him.
I fought back, resisting this shadowy voice, the seductive energy sparking and rolling and tempting me to eviscerate this room and every occupant in it.
I hate you, Seth.
I hate you, Luna.
I hate this place.
No. I couldn’t be this person. I wasn’t this person.
Right?
The darkness within laughed, mocking my denial. But I kept a lid on any reckless rage as the magic finally flowed.
Destroy them later…
I lifted my arms, my fingers splayed. Free. Free. Free.
“There,” Luna spoke. “Open.”
I faced her, tempted to burn her on the spot and dance in her ashes.
“Luke?” Seth said behind me.
I turned to him. “What?”