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Without thought, I rush toward it, running through the hallways and down the corridors. Another scream sounds out, and my stomach drops when I realize it is directing me toward the servers’ rooms and kitchens.
I push my legs twice as fast, and as soon as I’m close enough, I feel it.
The dark creature.
All my fears rush up inside me, threatening to choke me as I move into the kitchen and straight for it.
Grabbing a large knife from the counter, I lunge for it, kicking the dark creature off whomever it has cornered, and slam the knife into the back of its head. It drops to the side of the floor, disappearing into smoke before it hits the ground.
I turn to help whomever it attacked when I spot who it is, and my heart plummets, my eyes widening as I rush forward.
“No. No. No. No.” I drop to the floor beside her, trying to stop the bleeding. But it doesn’t stop. It spills out onto the floor around me, seeping into the ends of the white dress.
The dressshechose for me.
I push against the large open wound, but I know it is too late. I know it and yet I still try to stop the bleeding. It covers my trembling hands and arms, and the shock of what has happened finally hits me when I see them.
Visha is dead. She is dead and gone from this world. And it is my fault.
The guards come in a moment later, surrounding me with their swords. But I don’t care. I don’t see anything but Visha and her still body, her ghostly white face, and her open eyes as they stare upward in shock and horror.
Numbness seeps into my mind and body, an icy coldness following soon after it, clawing at the corners of my mind.
I don’t feel it when the guards yank me up and shove me forward, moving me down hall after hall, stair after stair. I don’t feel it when they shove me forward into a cell and lock it behind them, leaving me to the heavy silence that slams on top of me, mind, body and spirit, shoving me down.
The cold creeps further into my bones, and I curl up into a ball, trying to find some warmth inside me, quickly finding none.
Time moves in waves that drag before speeding up to crash against my chest as it grows tighter and tighter.
I have seen many people die and had to watch on as others lost their loved ones in front of them. I have seen it, but I have never trulyfeltit. My mother and those I love are all still with me.
My chest grows heavy as my eyes catch on something red. I lift it up and realize it’s my hand. Her blood is on my hands. It’s on my hands because it ismyfault. My fault she’s dead.
My eyes burn and cloud with tears, and a deep sob is ripped from my chest.
I brought that dark creature here. I brought it here, but I didn’t think it through. I didn’t think.And now she is dead. Gone.
She was a kind soul who did no harm to anyone and helped me when she didn’t have to. She helped me and, in return, I killed her.
Her death is my fault, and I will forever?—
“Hello?” someone calls out, ripping me from the self-loathing and guilt attempting to swallow me whole.
“Ren?”
CHAPTER 24
“How do you know that name?” Only one person calls me that, and by the sound of this male’s voice, it isn’t Jarek, someone I desperately wish was here right now.
“I’m Wylan. Jarek told me about you.”
Jarek…
“Are you… okay?” he asks with hesitance in his voice.
“How do you know him?” I ask, ignoring his question.
“We are…” He sighs, pausing for a moment before answering. “I am his and he is mine.”
