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“And not doing that will turn me into a homicidal maniac?”
“Technically, I’m not human, so it’d be a selikicidal maniac.”
“Helpful,” she muttered.
“That is the other thing…” he trailed off, seeming reluctant to continue.
“Yes?”
“There are two ways to recharge yourself. The first is being underwater for a prolonged period of time. The other is to, erm…how to put this…devour men.”
“Devour as in eat, or devour as in…”
“With an incubus as one of your companions, I doubt you have any problems in the latter department,” Rónán pointed out.
“Oh.”
“It doesn’t matter,” Flint reassured her.
“Not at all,” Jared added.
Anger bubbled up within Macey and she shrugged off Flint’s arm, jumping to her feet. “It’s hardly fine. By the waves, what’s wrong with you?!” she shouted.
Jared opened his mouth to speak but Macey held her hand up, stopping him in his tracks.
“Don’t you dare tell me it’s okay. This is far from okay. What if next time it’s Flint I pull under water? What then?” A sob strangled her as she finished speaking, the emotions of the moment overwhelming her.
“Then we’ll just make sure Flint stays away from the water,” Cam suggested, his voice a lot calmer than the others.
“And how long is that solution actually going to work for? He can’t avoid water around me forever?” Her voice cracked as she spoke, but none of them moved to comfort her. They probably figured it would be wasted at the moment. With her emotions all over the place, there was a good chance she’d end up refilling the water and pushing them in.
Angry tears rolled down her cheeks, her whole body vibrating with power.
A wave of something undefined rose within her and she was dimly aware of people shouting. Macey was fairly sure all but one person had left the room, but she couldn’t be certain, there was something too confusing about the situation.
“Macey, I need you to listen to me,” the man still in the room said. She still couldn’t tell which one of them it was but she was grateful for his presence.
Or fearful of it. If he was here, then he was in danger from whatever was growing inside her.
It wasn’t unlike a shift. Except that it also wasn’t. She didn’t need to change forms, this was bigger than that.
“Macey, I need you to let go.”
She shook her head, not sure how to even start following his instructions. She almost doubted they’d work at all.
“I know it’s hard, but you need to. If you don’t…” he trailed off, his own voice shaking a little. “If you don’t, then you’ll likely end up imploding inwards and none of us really want to deal with that.”
“I can’t,” she sobbed. “I can’t, I can’t, I can’t.” She kept repeating the word as the thing inside her built up more, threatening to burst free. She couldn’t let it though. Not with someone else’s life at risk.
“You can,” the voice said in a sing song way. “Just listen to me.”
A strange humming filled the air. She found the lyric sounds rather soothing and relaxed a little more, thought the threat of an explosion still lingered.
The sensation increased more and she knew she wouldn’t be able to hold it back much longer, there was too much inside her. Too much she couldn’t contain.
Opening her mouth, Macey began to scream. The sound wrenched through the air along with the pitter patter of rain and a whooshing sensation she’d only ever associated with the wind.
More power filled her than she’d ever experienced in her life before. If she wasn’t so scared of it, she’d laugh at the thrill of it.
