A Crown Of Pride And Ruin - Sloane Murphy Page 0,1
before now?
A tear slips down my face as I cry in frustration. If I could just reach her…
Her glow starts to dim further, and it hits me that whatever they gave me that subdued my power, she just ingested. Fuck.
Even if I get through to her, she’s not going to be able to do much of anything to get us out of this mess. I scream out in frustration. The second I can feel my power again, Nevin is going to really fucking regret ever fucking with me.
And that’s before my guys figure out what’s happened.
Oh shit. My guys.
They must have worked out what’s going on by now. Right? They know something is wrong. Do they know Nevin has me trapped? I bet that little fucker has been slinking off back to them, being the traitorous little asshole that he is.
I take a deep breath and try to calm myself, because motherfucker my emotions are on a rampage.
“Remy?” Fallon's voice is so quiet, I almost think I imagined it, but she looks at me, the fog gone from her eyes for the first time since we were in the forest. A tear runs down her face and I let out a sigh of relief.
“Are you okay?” I ask her, but the fog returns, and she’s gone from me again.
I am literally going to tear apart worlds for what these assholes have done to me and my family.
They’re going to die.
Every single fucking one of them.
I’ve fallen asleep and woken up a dozen times, and each time I’ve woken, Fallon has still just been sitting there, watching me in that fog of hers. My heart hurts while I rage about what Nevin has done to her. I’ve no doubt that witch bitch Lizzie helped with all of this bullshit power submission. I keep envisioning ripping her heart from her body, but at this point, I feel like handing her over to the witches and letting them strip her powers permanently is probably the best and sweetest kind of revenge.
I keep fucking crying too, which pisses me off even more. The frustration from being so trapped, the worry for Fallon, and the guilt about what my guys must be going through now that I’ve ended up fucking gone. Again. Even if I didn’t have a choice this time. Hopefully they’ve worked that much out.
“Do you know why he’s doing this?” I ask Fallon, but that empty look just stares back at me and I know I’m not getting any answers from her. Nevin must be coming back soon, because it seems like it’s been a while since I ingested whatever the fuck it was that he gave me, and that glass wall to my power is thinning. I keep trying to crack it inside my mind, and it feels like I’m so fucking close.
Maybe if I can distract him enough with questions, he’ll forget to drug me. I can hope right?
I try to reach for the bond to Kain again, but it doesn’t matter how much I scream down that thread, nothing happens, so I know it's blocked. There is no world that exists where he would ignore me. Even if I know nothing else for certain, I know that.
Letting out a sigh I sag, the chains holding me in place scrape across the stone as I try to move and get a little more comfortable. My ass is so fucking numb from sitting here for so long, and my neck has a crick where I keep falling asleep sitting up.
“Oh goodie, you’re awake,” Nevin’s voice filters into the room, and I notice the spy hole on the door.
“Hiding outside the room like the coward you are? How shocking,” I sneer, and seconds later the lock clicks over and the door squeaks open. Nevin’s scowl makes me laugh out loud. If he thinks he looks intimidating, well he should pay more attention to my guys. He looks like a kid trying to be the big bad. He might have outsmarted me, but I’m not afraid of him. I’ve never had reason to be. Could he kill me? Probably. But am I afraid of him? Not a fucking chance.
“You don’t have all that much to be smiling about,” he spits as he moves to crouch in front of me. “No one knows where you are. No one is coming to save you.”
“Then why aren’t I dead yet?” I ask, and the smarmy smile on his face thins.