I didn’t stop.
I bared my teeth at the siren, tackling her to the ground. We fell to the floor with a thud, she landed on her back with me on top of her. Sidna screamed, once again trying to use her siren abilities on me to lull me into submission. My body tensed, but I fought it, jamming my blade into her chest, notinto her heart, I didn’t want her dead yet. I needed answers before I slit her throat. But first, I needed to make sure Luka was okay.
I removed my blade from her chest. Before I could strike again, she knocked the blade from my hand, I reached for it, sending my body off-kilter.
She moved quickly, rolling so I was now beneath her. She snarled, the violet ends of her hair dangling in my face.
I thrust my knee upward, into her stomach.
She groaned in pain, shifting back slightly, allowing room for me to raise my leg up again.
I pushed her off me with one swift kick to her chest.
She fell on her back with a moan of pain. I was on her again before she could move. My fist connected with her jaw. Once. Twice. On the third punch, I heard her jaw crack.
Blood poured from her mouth, but I didn’t stop.
“Lennox.” Luka’s voice pulled me from my blood lust.
“Fuck, Luka.” I leapt from Sidan, leaving her face nothing but a pile of mangled flesh as I scrambled for him.
He lay on the ground in a puddle of his own blood, holding a hand to his bleeding side.
“I’m so sorry,” I stammered, “I was under her siren song, and I couldn’t stop at first.”
I moved his hands away from the wound and pressed my own into the gash, not hesitating before I started the spell. Magic rushed to my fingertips as my hands illuminated with healing magic, pushing into Luka.
“I’m fine,” he managed to croak.
“You’re not fucking fine, Luka. I stabbed you.”
“Lennox.” I couldn’t meet his gaze. The guilt over my actions pressing in.
I swallowed, blinking back the wetness in my eyes as I continued to push my magic into him, not letting my eyesleave his wound until the skin was stitched back together—until nothing but healed pink flesh stared back at me.
“I’m so sorry,” I choked out, no longer able to hide my crashing emotions.
“It’s okay.” He reached for me, his blood-caked hand brushing the hair back from my face and cupping my chin. “I knew it wasn’t you. I knew she was a siren. All that matters is that you fought through it, that’s all that matters.” He brushed away the tears staining my cheeks.
“It’s okay.”
I leaned forward, resting my forehead against his and fisting my hands in his shirt. “I’m glad you’re okay,” I whispered. “If something had happened to you because of me?—”
“But it didn’t.” His thumb stroked my cheek. “I know you would never willingly hurt me, Lennox.” He brushed his lips over mine in a featherlight kiss.
“But I did.” My gaze slid to my blood-stained hands. Stained withhisblood.
“Like I said, willingly. Even then, you broke through the compulsion. Your love for me broke the spell.”
“For fucks sake.” I choked out a laugh. “That is the cheesiest fucking thing I’ve ever heard in my life, please don’t ever say that again.”
“But it made you laugh.”
Bright light burst into the chamber, blinding me, despite the torches glowing.
“Lennox? Luka?” My shoulders sagged in relief at the sound of Luce’s voice.
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