Page 111 of Wings of Lies
Goosebumps crawled along my spine from his deadly tone.
Have you frozen things?
No.I was being a brat.
I don’t appreciate lies. You are wasting time.
You can read my mind; can’t you just figure it out?
I am only aware of the thoughts that occupy the forefront of your mind, provided they linger long enough for me to discern them.
Maybe you need to discern faster then.
You want to escape and find your mom?he threatened.
That got my attention.Fine, yeah, I have.
Good,he emphasized by dropping the temperature further.
I don’t like this.My thoughts chattered like they would if I said it out loud. Since he knew what was at theforefrontof my mind, I knew he knew exactly what I was talking about.
Don’t test me, Lucille. Later, you can learn how to build barriers, but now, you need to stand,he commanded.
I slowly stood and peered around for Aspen, ensuring Brock didn’t wake.
Walk to the carriage.
I held my hands out and shuffled to the wooden box on wheels. At the driver’s seat railing, I waited for the next direction.
Hello?I asked, standing as still as possible while my nerves were jumping out of control.
How did you freeze things?
Most of the time, my anger prompted it to come out. But I’ve gained some control.
He chuckled, low and deep.Interesting. Bring it forth.
How is this going to help me escape?
Do it.
I sighed.Okay, but it may take me a second.
Closing my eyes, I dove to the center of my core, finding the writhing mass of dark energy. At my presence, it perked up, humming with anticipation. I grabbed the mass and tried to force it to the surface. It moved, but slowly.Come on.
It’ll be easier if you don’t force it. Your Infernus is like your thoughts. They come to you naturally. You don’t need to force yourself to think because your mind is ready to help and work for you. Your Infernus is the same. It wants to work for you. Give it your intentions, and let it flow like your thoughts do. Stop forcing it.
At the wordInfernus, I lost my grasp on my power.That’s what it’s called?
Yes. Now, bring it forth.
One of the horses tethered to a tree snorted, making me jerk. My ankles gave a slight jingle. Shit. I needed to get these cuffs off me.
Cuffs?he said, oh so very slowly.What. Cuffs?
I swallowed.The ones around my ankles. They stop my Glory?—
A sudden ice storm raged in my head. I yelped.
