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I screamed, and somewhere in the room, Alek did too. Marcus marched over to him and gripped his head tightly with both hands.
Alek’s eyes met mine for one torturous second before his own father snapped his neck.
And killed him.
Alek’s body fell to the ground with a thud. I rushed to his side, holding his head in my hands. “Alek!” I yelled. “Alek, wake up!”
“He’s not waking up,” Marcus barked. “There’s only one way to get your precious boyfriend back. Lower the veil, and bring them both back.”
Tears streamed freely down my face, dropping onto Alek’s warm body. “No,” I whispered. “No, this can’t be happening.”
What type of sick father would kill his own son?
“Bring them back!” Marcus yelled.
I was openly sobbing now. My heart had been cracked open and ripped out, leaving me lifeless on the floor of the demon mansion. He had killed Alek. He had actually killed him.
My flash of grief morphed to uncontrollable anger. I screamed again, but not a scream of fear or uncertainty. It was a warrior’s cry of agony.
“Bring. Them. Back!”
Tears streamed freely down my face. I didn’t bother wiping them away as I stood from Alek’s lifeless body.
Alek was dead. Actually dead.
I shook my head as I looked toward the woman—Narcissa. My mind had already been made up, was made up from the second Alek’s body fell to the ground. He didn’t deserve this. He didn’t deserve any of this. In many ways, he was equally as much of a victim as I was.
“How?” I asked, not to Marcus, but to the woman whom I knew could help me. Narcissa. She was already holding her hands out in front of her. “How do we bring them back?”
“Come here, child,” she said.
I did as I was told and walked over to where she knelt near the fire.
“Give me your hand.”
She began chanting again, louder this time. The energy of the room shifted, and a cooling sensation fell over my skin as the fire grew and spewed flames into the air.
“What are you doing?” I asked her. If she heard me, she made no indication to answer me. She kept her eyes closed as she chanted louder and louder.
I had to blink to make sure I was seeing this correctly. A long, shimmering wall rose from the floor of the room. It was translucent, hardly visible to the eye, but I could see it. I could feel it.
I knew exactly what it was. Narcissa had summoned the veil.
In all the years I had been alive for this one purpose, I had never laid eyes on the veil. I had never been this close. Very few witches even possessed the knowledge to bring it forth.
But here, in the basement of the demon mansion, was the veil.
“Oh my god,” I muttered. Alek’s body began to turn to ash, actually disintegrating before my very eyes. I could hardly see him through the shimmering light, but my chest ached. Marcus stood silent behind us.
“Now we need your blood,” Narcissa said.
She picked up a knife and sliced the blade deeply across my palm. I didn’t even flinch. A numbness had begun to spread across my entire body, blocking me from the pain I should have been feeling.
We were interrupted by a massive, blinding flash of light that took over the room. Narcissa and I both shrieked, covering our eyes.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Theia’s roar of anger quickly replaced the flash of light.
I froze. I knew she stood behind me, but I couldn’t move. I couldn’t look her in the eyes.
