Page 66 of Cruel Queen


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Viper appears as shocked as I feel, his white eyes wide and his father shaking his head at me.

“He won’t come back,” I tell Viper. He smiles.

“If I’m going to die, do you really think I will make it easy?” he states, confusing me.

Alan runs at me, and I lift my hand and reach for him but he pushes a needle into my skin, I shake it off fast before my hand touches him, I start draining his power. And I keep draining until I feel every bit of his power leave his body. He drops to the floor at my feet, and his head hits hard, knocking him out cold. The rush hits me immediately, but I can’t stop.

I need Max.

As I start toward him, Viper smiles.

And in the next instant, the very same knife that made me bleed slices through Max’s neck.

Shock hits me first.

Did he just…

He did.

Max drops to the floor face-first into a pool of his blood. I watch for a moment as it grows bigger, then I turn my gaze on Viper.

Does he think he will get out of this alive for hurting someone I love, not just someone, my Max. That is unacceptable. In more ways then one.

“You are the Devil’s daughter,” he says, eyes wide. I catch my reflection and see that my eyes are glowing red. I can’t move, but I know what I want. I want my hands around Viper’s neck, want to feel the life leave him. I summon him closer, and he is pulled by a force so strong that not even he himself can stop it. The second his neck is in my hands, I smile.

“I’m going to enjoy this,” I seethe.

My head lolls back as I feel his power crawling all over me like snakes finding their home.

Oh, to see what he has seen.

He is the most powerful seer of this generation. It explains how he survived when no one else has.

I see myself in the future, sitting on a throne, dressed in all black.

And as I get to the person sitting next to me, I snap his neck.

And I enjoy every second of it, to how his body falls to the floor, lifeless now. No evidence of life left thanks to me.

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Not caring, I let him fall to the floor in a heap and step over him. I rush to Max, who is lying lifeless in a pool of his own blood.

My heart cracks. Even through the high, it hurts with a force I’m not used to bearing. I drop to my knees, not caring that they are now covered in blood.Max’s blood.

My hands touch him and I try, I try as hard as I can to heal him, but I’m coming up blank. Why is it blank? I push harder, my head hurts, my body hurts, but most of all, my heart hurts. Tears start clogging my eyes, why are they doing that, I can bring him back, the same way I brought my niece back. But why isn’t it working.

The needle.

My eyes close again, heavier, from the drug or from the pain, which I am not sure. I run my hands through his hair and smile at the thought that he kissed me the last time I did this. Then, my vision becomes blurry, and I realize it’s because of the tears continuously falling from my eyes.

This isn’t fair.

How could this happen?

How did I let this happen?

And why wasn’t I smart enough to stop it?

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