Page 291 of My Unexpected Mate

“When you know the right people, nothing is impossible,” Patricia said as she looked at Petra.

I was so distracted by Patricia and Victor that I didn’t even notice that the storm next to us had quieted down. Petra was standing above Cora’s dead body, absorbing her dark magic. Petra’s eyes were completely black, and she was mumbling words I couldn’t hear. Black vines spread from Cora toward Petra’s body, enveloping her completely.

My stomach twisted and shivers ran through my body. I’d never felt this much dark magic and it made me sick.

Annie and Mike ran back toward us.

Victor’s angry scream startled me. “Cora!”

Patricia laughed coldly. “One of my child’s killers is dead. The other one will follow her soon.”

Victor stared at Cora’s dead body, not looking back at us.

I think his mental block was down. I grabbed Aria’s hand and focused on projecting an image into Victor’s mind. I showed him Cora’s death. I replayed it over and over again. I didn’t see it happen, but I could imagine it. It would be enough to cause him pain.

Aria projected pain so strongly that it made me shiver. I didn’t know if others could feel it, but this had to be the most intense emotion she has ever created using her magic.

Victor screamed and fell to his knees.

Aria’s POV

My head was pounding hard from the hit.

My forehead was covered in sweat.

My body was exhausted from using this much magic.

But I was determined to bring Victor down.

I wasn’t going to let him hurt my friends. I wasn’t going to let him kill my brother.

Gabriel’s grip on my hand tightened as I struggled to hold the intensity of my projection.

Victor was on his knees, screaming. I saw Patricia smirking as she grabbed the knife strapped to her ankle. She walked up to him, grabbed his hair, and pulled his head up, placing a knife on his throat.

She looked up at Gabriel and me. “Stop the spell.”

We did as she said.

Nick immediately grabbed me. I released a breath I had been holding and melted into my mate’s arms. I was so tired that it was getting hard to stand. The head injury didn’t really help.

Victor opened his eyes and looked at us with so much hate that my knees buckled.

“This isn’t over,” he said in a threatening voice, looking at Gabriel and me. “The prophecy isn’t fulfilled. You are not 22 yet. I will be back. I will take what belongs to me. This isn’t the last time we’ll be seeing each other.”

I shivered, and Nick growled at him.

Patricia laughed coldly as she dragged the knife across his throat. Blood started flowing down his body, and Victor made a gurgling noise.

My eyes widened and I felt bile rising. I buried my face in Nick’s chest. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head.

I wanted to turn around and look at Patricia, but Nick stopped me.

“Don’t,” he said softly. “You don’t want to see.”

Patricia was screaming. I could hear her stabbing him. I could hear Victor’s skin being sliced open. The sound alone made my stomach twist.

Nick covered my ears and pushed my head back to his chest. I was thankful. I would surely throw up if I had to continue listening to Patricia mutilate Victor’s body. I could still hear her scream, though.

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