232

NIRVANA

“Then I will just have to torture you.” He pulled the tendrils, roots, and vines around my wrist so my limbs were all stretched out to the point of almost splitting them from my body.

I screamed in agony and fury, and I felt helpless as I looked down at the people who tried to help me, all gone.

“Join me, Nirvana, and I promise you—”

“Fuck you! Not gonna happen.” Tears poured down my face, and my limbs began shaking. “Where’s Ambrose?”

He was seemingly grinning, but it looked like he was wincing. He was really creepy. “He’s dead.”

“Yet you are still desperate and unsatisfied. Why is that?”

He did it with his hand, and the tendrils and vines covered Knight’s face.

Feeling my heart breaking, I could still hear my mate gasping to breathe.

“Him or the dagger.”

“He wouldn’t have let me give up the lives of millions for your insanity, Cyrius. You should know that by now. So nice try. Agh!” My fingers shivered. I could feel the skin peeling off my flesh and the vines ripping into m