《Avery》{edited} Chapter Fifteen || It's only fair||
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H
is screams cut off my laugh as I jerk my hand and twist again. His back bows, something snaps. And yet I'm not letting go.
I've twisted the ribbons to my will. Making them something there not. Controlling this man like a puppet. And I relish in it.
My head cocks as I watch the ribbons become completely black. They thicken and widen. My body craves them like nothing else.
Yeah, I definitely a different breed than my family. A cursed blood as the screaming guy so put it. But what that means is another question.
My fingers flutter as I call the black ribbons to me like a siren. They slither like invisible snakes through the air. Wrap around my wrist and up my arm. A gasp grabs my eyes.
The man's no longer in pain. Laying on the ground like a broken doll. Harsh pants flies from his blue tinted lips. That smile.
Huh.
My body jerks as the ribbons sink into my skin. Pain and pleasure fights for dominance in my body. My soul. I feel alive, full.
They just keep coming. These ribbons feeding my soul. My body trembles.
My hand comes up. I want more. As much as I can get from this fool on the ground.
"Avery." Kayden is in front of me. Blocking my view. Hovering but not touching.
His green eyes flash with a yellow shine, "You need to stop."
Stop. Why should I stop. That man deserved what he got. If they could see what I can then they would understand.
"Avery!"
My eyes snap back onto Kayden. "Stop."
I feel a push against my barrier in my mind. My eyes narrow. He's trying to break in. That's not nice.
"Stop." It's the whispered plea that pulls me out of my head. Away from my thoughts and the filling ribbons.
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My hand drops and I pull up a block inside myself. Blocking the ribbons from being seen. It's difficult but I do it. Something about Kayden. The fright I heard in his voice.
All sounds come back to me at once. Growls and screams. And crying. My eyes snap around.
Jeff and Nick are holding the guy that came with the one I'd broken. I what? What did I do to him. How could I do it. Do I care? No, not really.
My eyes flash, my head jerks to the right where Cameron is behind Aden. Wet streaks mark his usual happy face.
"Why are you crying?" I whisper at Cameron. Aden lets out a growl and Kayden tenses.
He gasp a couple of times and finally whispers, "The pain. So much pain." His eyes are glossy.
Ahh. He could feel it. Feel me ripping the hatred from the man. I guess it was painful for the guy.
I look towards the broken doll. He's barley breathing.
"Why care for him? When he was going kill me." I ask.
My only answer is a whine.
"Take her inside." Jeff barks out.
Kayden inclines his head and I move stepping around the broken man and up onto the patio.
"Kayden." Fear fills Jeff's voice." Send Shelly and Lilly away."
I'm guessing Jeff doesn't want them around me, which I don't blame him. Instead of bringing home his traumatized niece. He brought home a monster instead. A cursed blood.
My thoughts wonder when Kayden drops me off in the front room. I curl up in a brown chair, arms wrapped around my knees looking out the big bay crystal windows.
Is that how they done it. Where they like me? To be able to slaughter my father. They'd half to be. Maybe. It takes a certain kind of person to kill another human. I wonder what they felt. How could a person live with themselves after something so hideous.
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Could I still have done what I did if I felt. I like to think I couldn't hurt anthor person like that if I was normal. I don't know though. All I know is what I did is monstrous and that doesn't bother me. I'd do it again. Just for a taste.
"Avery." A whisper touch runs along my cheek.
My head moves slowly. Jeff is crouched in front of me.
"We need to talk." He stands and moves back against the wall.
My eyes flick around. Kayden is standing the closes to me with Nick to his left. Cameron is standing in the door way, white as a ghost. Aden is right in side the door way, leaning on the wall.
My eyes go back to Jeff.
"What's did he mean? Cursed blood." My voice is a quiet whisper.
Everyone looks shocked. Why I have no idea. I thought that was a rather good question considering I have no clue what it is. And it might just explain why I'm so different.
"That's not important right now. What you did to Alpha Brann is." Jeff says slowly like he's talking to a child.
"I don't know what I did exactly."
I go back to the window. Shelly and Lilly are leaving. That's good.
"Bull shit." Aden snarls
"Aden---"
"No Jeff. Don't be so blind. She's been lying to you." He growls.
"Is this true?" Jeff sounds hurt.
"Yes." I answer softly watching the squirrels dart across the yard. Do wolves eat squirrels?
"Why?" Jeff sounds hurt.
My voice turns cold, "Because you lie. You knew I'm this cursed blood. You know who murdered my father. You've kept things from me. It's only fair." I mock turing wide eyes at him.
He shakes his head with a sad look.
"What is a cursed blood?"
His arms cross, "A person who is half werewolf and half empath with the Rain blood. It's very rare. Almost all the Rain blood line was wiped out over a thousand years ago. We haven't heard any thing about the Rain line in over a hundred. For you to have it is unheard of in this day and age. You're the first of your kind that's lived past birth."
Well.
"They kill them. The babies?"
"No." His hands are up,"They never survive the birth."
"Why me?"
"I don't know."
I breath in deep and let it out. It's only fair.
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