I could only hope that Elleric would be willing to change the subject and take me seriously. Though I still didn’t trust Utica, there were more pressing matters to attend to."Can’t that wait?" Elleric suggests."No. It can’t."The sooner I got Elleric onboard with my mission to go collect men from
[Anika’s POV]I stare into Mateo’s dark eyes and find that I don’t feel an ounce of love for him. Instead, all I can feel is a deep-rooted hatred that leaves me wanting to kill the man in front of me."Go on then," he taunts when I don’t move. "Are you really going to hesitate to attack?"‘Kill him,
"What?" he asks slowly, his guard going up. "Why are you looking at me like that?""Are you going to play dumb?" I ask. "Even if I seemed out of it, I was still present for everything that happened up until now."Despite knowing I was being ridiculous, I couldn’t stop the sudden pang of pain that sh
[Fallon’s POV]"Yeah."The words leave my lips before I am able to fully process what is happening. The marks were gone, as was the connection between Mateo and Anika. Was this really happening, or were we counting our chickens before they hatched?"Really?"The hope in Fineon’s voice makes me want
I knew that using this method wasn’t exactly the best, but it was the only way I knew he wouldn’t argue. All those years of training at the academy and with him had left me more than able to handle myself."Are you saying that you don’t trust all the skills you made sure to instill in me?"Widening
[Hindrick’s POV]I stood alone, staring out at the horizon, taking in the pluming smoke from Mount Malum. The closer we grew to Fulgor Island, the more I saw just how bad things truly were becoming."It’s something, isn’t it?" Gavin announces, appearing beside me.Nodding, I continue to stare. I cou
[Hindrick’s POV]Ah, this feeling. It was the same thing I felt every time the darkness wanted to take over. I felt this dark sense of hopelessness and unease, but I couldn’t let it take me. If I were to allow that, then I wouldn’t be able to see her smile again, would I?Closing my eyes, I let the
"Ugh.""Uncle Ramone?"Frowning, I watched as Uncle Ramone’s whole body convulsed from a shiver. Was he cold from the sea breeze? If he was, why was he wearing practically nothing?Oh right.After deciding on leaving immediately, dad insisted that we get help from some of Donald’s workers. Initially