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“Do you think I should go” A torrent of misery blasts through the void like a horn of war. Echoing through my bones like hellfire. I fall back against the bars of the cage, clutching my chest as a tidal wave of emotions suffocates the inside of the void.

“What’s wrong?” Marilynn rushes to my side.

“Oh my god,” I gasp, breathing through the fear, the hatred, the almighty downpour of guilt.

And I feel him.

It’s tangible.

A rope connecting my life source to him.

I feel Dessin through the loud, violent energy sounding off in the void.

“Shit,” I grunt, bearing down my teeth. “I think he’s in trouble.”

Marilynn doesn’t waste a breath. She merely lifts her chin, straightens her shoulders, and nods toward the long, grim hallway.

“Go. I’ll take care of Ruth.”

My insides jolt with a sharp, electrical shock at the essence of Dessin’s roars. I’d know it anywhere. It’s the stinging reminder of his grunts radiating through the asylum as he was being tortured.

I’d argue with Marilynn about leaving the two of them alone, but the pull to find my soulmate is unbearable. It’s an itch to escape my skin, travel the length of the void to find him. I nod to my friend, jump to my feet, and bolt through the hallway.

~

Dessin

“Are you going to swing it again or let her bleed out slowly?”

Skylenna stands next to Sophia’s body, arms crossed, head tilted, and a wicked smirk I’ve never seen on her before.

Kane’s mother bleeds out on the kitchen table. The sounds of her gurgling lungs fill the stale air, piercing my ears and leaving me with a haunting memory that won’t ever fade.

I pull the blade of the sickle from her chest, painting my face with a look of indifference. Only…why is Skylenna here? Why is she smiling? Something isn’t right. Uneasiness turns my stomach at the sight of her.

“Let’s get the little brother in here!” She claps her hands.

What is wrong with her? Doesn’t she see Kane’s mother suffering?

“Skylenna…” I utter cautiously, as though I’m cornering an animal.

“Yes, there he is.” She shifts behind Arthur standing next to her. “Are you able to kill him, or shall I?”

“Don’t touch him!” I growl, anger flaring hot against my chest.

“He’s too much of a burden. Wouldn’t you want to get rid of him?”

What the fuck is she saying? “NO. He’s Kane’s brother.”

She laughs, then brings a knife to his throat.

“Do it!”

“Skylenna! Stop!” I take a step forward. “This isn’t you.”

An idea flashes behind her cold stare. She pushes Arthur away with a small shove and brings the blade to her own throat, pressing against her skin without a care in the world.

“Wait!” I shout. But she takes a step back, eyes desolate and buzzing with excitement.

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