Page 93 of Heartless Souls


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But despite that, I need to put an end to it once and for all. Taking a deep breath, I feel my magic dance along the surface of my skin once more as I whip my fist toward the chest of the statue. In the next breath, it shatters into hundreds of pieces around us, leaving nothing of the woman that had been there moments ago.

I heave a sigh of relief, my knees hitting the floor hard as my body gives out under the adrenaline, but this time I know I’m not going to pass out and nearly die from it all, which is a bonus at least.

A hiss passes my lips as my arm burns, a cry rising up my throat as I hunch forward. “Ahhh!”

I hold my arm out, begging the pain to go away as I watch the mark slowly disappear, but in its place remains a mottled scar that throbs with every speck of air that touches it.

“Oh my gods,” I sob, scared to cradle it in case I cause more pain as Rhea drops to her knees beside me.

“It’s okay, Harm, we’ll get it taken care of. I swear.” I trust her words, knowing she means them without any hesitation, but something tells me a scar like this isn’t so easy to erase.

“Harmonia! Harmonia!”

The sound of my name on Alexi’s, Malik’s, and Talon’s lips distracts me from the pain for a second as another sob escapes me, but this time for an entirely different reason.

Rhea calls out to them as I take a second to feel the weight slipping from my shoulders and joy fluttering deep in my gut once more.

I’m not a target. I’m not marked. I’m not edging closer to death.

Another sob touches my lips, and this time it’s filled with relief and happiness. Especially when I glance up to the opening in the wall to see Malik, Talon, and Alexi heading toward me.

Such a short time ago they came back into my life. They were pained, angry, and heartless, but now, nothing is the same.

I’m free. I’m theirs. I’m loved.

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