I stopped walking.
She turned slowly toward me.
Even in the dark forest she was beautiful. Her golden hair was tied back in a tight braid, her blue eyes bright and steady. The hood pulled low over her head hid her aura from me.
But I could see her now.
I remembered the way I used to worship her.
When I was younger, I thought she could do anything.
“How long, Sable?”
“What are you talking about?” she snapped.
“How long have you been working with the Libertarians?”
For a moment I thought she would laugh. That she would scoff at me.
God, I wanted her to.
But instead, her face went calm.
She drew in a slow breath.
“I always knew you were smart, Seph,” she said quietly. “It’s one of the things I love about you.”
“You love me? That’s all you can say to me?” I whispered.
“Yes. Of course I love you.” Her voice sharpened. “Seph, you’re probably one of the only people in the world I do love. That’s why this had to happen.”
She stepped toward me.
I stepped back.
“You were going to hand me over to the Libertarians.”
Sable exhaled slowly.
“Seph… little sister. I know you. Better than anyone.” Her voice softened. “I’ve watched you struggle with your power for years. Years. Wanting contact. Wanting love.”
Her eyes burned into mine.
“Love you can never truly have.”
“But this… what Cara is doing… it gives you something greater.”
“A purpose.”
I shook my head. “No, Sable. Don’t try to justify this to me—”
“Think about it!” she snapped, sudden fervour lighting her eyes. “We could stop everything. This war. The Light and all their power games.”
She stepped closer again.
“We could destroy them all. Instantly.”
Her voice dropped to a breath.
