?So I touch that fifth door within me like I had when I prevented myself from first seeing Thorne’s soul, and then I fall back into my body and I come.
?Stars flicker behind my eyelids. My core spasming and twitching and I dig my hands into the sheet from the feel of it all.
?Too much, too much, too much.
?Not enough, not enough, not enough.
?I can feel Thorne finishing inside me. I hear his whispered words.
?I am yours.
?My love.
?Perfect.
?Beautiful.
?Mine.
?I want to be his.That’s the last thing I think before it all goes black.
Twenty-Four
Mavyn – Decim 14
I expected more from the notorious library of Syngenia.”
?Jullia scoffs at me as the halfway metal box they refuse to call an elevator finishes descending. We are now beneath the main building of Syngenia in a room with only one entrance and exit. Though, I am using the termroomin the loosest of definitions.
?Theroomis about as large as theInfinityCastlefrom Jullia’s show. She’s gotten me into watching a couple episodes.
?“I know you are only saying that as a type of rage bait,” she huffs, “but people might think you’re serious, Mavyn.”
?I roll my eyes but someone behind us says, “She’s got a point. Especially the generationals.”
?I turn back to the tiger shifter who had asked me why the spirits of the willow changed their aura color while I sang. “That’s not a word, Rothwhile.”
?His cheeks pink and he hunches his shoulders as he pushes his glasses up. “Well, uh. . .”
?He clears his throat and gestures towards the other people in our little group. Hanna and Asher because they had nothing better to do, Ricka and the creepy shifter because they’re meddlesome, Callahan, the demon who had been scared of me at Darian’s house, and a few other people in Varian’s Magic History class.
?The shifter clears his throat again. I should probably ask for his first name. “It’s a word here. Generationals are kids with a lineage graduating from Syngenia. They. . .” He shrugs to our group again. “At least some of them get defensive.”
?I shrug my shoulders. “Considering this school was built on lies I don’t think they should be all that proud about attending.”
?Hanna tisks. “You can’t blame them for not knowing the truth.”
?“True. It’s the Mage Board’s fault for purposefully keeping history hidden and lying to everyone about the War of Gods and what happened after it.”
?Thenot-elevator hits the ground floor of this room that exists between spaces. It’s directly beneath the main building, but none of those hidden doors or tunnels lead or hit the walls of this area.
?“And what exactly – “ His voice makes us all jump as we spin around to find Varian and Castiel behind the elevator. Theireyes stare right at me andhisburn with a force that I should heed. “ – happened during and after the War of Gods?”
?Questions I’m sure everyone can see swirl through their minds that show through their eyes. Everyone else glances at me before their eyes hit the floor and they exit the elevator. The rest of the first years in Varian’s Magic History classes are behind him and they look like they’re enjoying their favorite show.
?I shrug a shoulder and turn my head up to look at the bookshelves that fill this place up. Down here they look like they extend up at least ten stories. The shelves throughout the room creating a maze I’m sure many have gotten lost in. Especially because I can’t see the opposite end.
?How many books in here hold actual truth?
