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My hands fly out to my sides in an attempt to keep my balance at the same time I glance over my shoulder in search of my mom. She’s right here with me, her stance similar to mine as she looks around in confusion.
“If you told the Furies where we were, they’re going to be heading in the wrong direction,” Noose hollers with a laugh, but I don’t respond straight away, taking in our new surroundings instead.
It feels like we’re outside, but the sky is no different than the rocks, boulders, floor, and cliffs that surround us. A creamy color with hints of brown and burgundy envelops us. There’s not a tree or any other kind of shrubbery in the area, leaving me even more confused as I settle my gaze back on Noose.
“You didn’t give me a fucking clue where we were to begin with,” I grunt, flexing my hands at my sides as I try to remain as calm as possible.
Noose stands a couple of meters away from me, shrugging indifferently. “Either way, I thought it would be fun to kill you in my favorite place.” His eyes shift around the space as he throws his arms out wide again. When he doesn’t spit it out, I know he’s waiting for me to ask.
With a sigh I roll my neck as I keep my eyes fixed on him. “And where might that be?”
“Hell, of course.” He replies as my eyes widen, realization dawning on me. Of course. It’s similar to Nyx's home, but the tones were much darker around hers.
I take a large gulp of air and I look back at my mom as she places her hand on my shoulder. We’re here together, he isn’t going to tear us down. I refuse to let it go.
“Now, are we making this easy or hard, Harmonia?” Noose asks, and I know this is the moment where I either let this fucker bring me to my knees or I give him all I’ve got. It’s not a question of which though, it’s a question of what I throw at him first.
Squeezing my mother’s hand on my shoulder, I lift her fingertips to my temple so I can speak to her directly. Her main ability is to speak into people’s minds, and that’s the only place I want her to hear my voice right now. I don’t want Noose tainting my words.
Her eyes settle on mine as I offer her a soft smile. “I love you, Mom. The strength and grace you have shown and guided me with have made me the person that I am today. I may be full of fire and rage right now, but that is fueled by my love for those close to me and my desire to live.”
Her eyes well with unshed tears as she murmurs straight into my mind. “I’m here with you every step of the way, Honey. Let’s tear this fucker down.”
I almost laugh at the curse word she projects into my mind, but that would give Noose the wrong idea. She comes to stand beside me as we both face him head on, and her hand finds mine as she squeezes tightly in a sense of silent support. In complete sync, I experience a burning sensation at my spine that I’ve never felt before as my angel abilities rise to the surface. Before I can figure out what’s happening, my mom gasps beside me and my field of vision is filled with her yellow feathers.
Angel wings.
In the next breath, the slight pain down my spine dissolves as white feathered wings surround me. My heart is lodged in my throat, surprised at the natural instinct of my powers taking over in this way. I’m rooted to the spot, but Noose speaks a moment later, shattering the moment.
“Ah, you want to die in your natural form, I see,” he mutters, still grinning from ear to ear as I look at him and I scoff, creating a ball of flames in the palm of my hand.
“No, I want to kill you in my natural form.” My correction makes the smile drop from his face, but it’s quickly replaced with a sneer as he takes a step back, letting his magic glow around him as he raises his hands.
“Hard it is then. I do love a challenge, but I have a feeling you won’t be much of one.”
It’s almost impossible to hold back the eye roll desperate to take over my face, but I somehow manage to keep it at bay. I can barely take him seriously when he makes stupid comments like that, but it’ll make bringing him down all the better for underestimating me.
Relaxing my shoulders, I offer him a calculated smile before throwing a ball of flames toward him. I catch him off-guard, but he still manages to dodge the embers as green smoke flares from his fingers.
I hate that I never considered asking the guys what Noose’s abilities are, especially when that information could be vital right now.
Circling him, I step to the left as my mom moves to the right, neither of us walking directly toward him as my mom whips her hands in his direction. The green smoke comes into play again, dancing over his fingertips as he manages to blast my mom’s attack away.
As well as being able to delve into your mind, her other ability is a little more sinister. She could delve into your mind and drive you insane if she wanted, but the yellow flutters that flow from her hands have the ability to melt your bones into nothing.
She’s all sweet and cute on the outside, with her eccentric outfits and bright hair, but her powers are the complete opposite when used in the right way. Or the wrong way, whichever lens you’re looking through.
I glance down at my hands, summoning another ball of fire as I glance across at my mom, a nod flitting between us as we both send our magic in his direction this time.
“Fuck,” he grunts, circling his arms out wide as the green smoke cascades around him. He manages to deflect my mom’s magic, but my fire ball catches his shoulder, making him stumble backward as he curses in pain. “Stupid bitch.”
His eyes grow wild, a golden glint flashing in his orbs as he regards me. Without taking his eyes off me, he flings his arms behind him, making my brows pinch together in confusion until I realize he’s aiming for my mom.
Before I can even call out her name, the green smoke coils around her body, her eyes wide and jaw slack as she falls to the floor, consumed by the magic.
“What the fuck did you do?” I take a step toward him, ready to tear him down, but my eyes continue to flicker to my mom lying helpless on the ground. The smoke still coats her skin, just like the fear trickling down my spine, but I use that to work against him.
The magic that churns in my gut is different, not like my fire, and I let it consume me as I blast my hands in his direction, a cry falling past my lips as green smoke leaves my hands. Noose’s eyes widen in surprise, his teeth grinding together as he pushes his own magic at the oncoming attack, managing to block it again as I groan in frustration.
