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I could do this. I could show them how powerful I was.

I slowly let go of Tessa, so slowly that nobody would notice, and I took a tiny step forward.

The group of fae now each had a weapon drawn, although it was clear that none of them had as extensive training as Adonis.

I stepped slowly to Adonis’s side.

And I held my hands out in front of me.

“Jade,” he warned, but I caught the slight hint of intrigue in his voice. He wanted me to do this, too.

I let my anger become tangible, focusing on that need for power that fueled me deep inside my soul.

I wanted them to pay. I wanted them all to pay. I could protect my own, now. I didn’t need Adonis or anyone else coming to my rescue.

Before I could stop myself, my body became a rush of fire, anger, desperation, and power. A flash of light snapped before me, and I heard Tessa scream somewhere in the back of my mind.

It was a release, a release of the helplessness I was feeling, of the desperation, the embarrassment, the need for power.

I took a deep breath and opened my eyes.

The fae who had been antagonizing me was on the ground, unconscious.

I staggered backward, bumping into Adonis.

“Get out of here,” he growled. “Take your sister and go.”

He was lifeless, unmoving. A layer of burnt skin covered the majority of his front side. “Did I…”

“I don’t know,” Adonis snapped. “But you need to go. Find Malachi.”

The power that I had felt seconds ago was replaced with something else, something much darker. My stomach dropped, my entire body shook with the question.

Had I killed him?

Had I killed a fae?

Tessa grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the direction of the brush, snapping me out of my trance. “We have to go, Jade,” she whispered. “Come on.”

I let her lead me away, but I didn’t miss the desperate screams for help that came from the fae who stayed behind. And I didn’t miss the way Adonis threatened them all to stay quiet about it.

He was dead. He had to be.

Nobody looked like that and survived. Not even a fae.

“Tessa, I–”

“Stop,” she interrupted with a voice I had never heard her use before. “Stop whatever you’re about to say. You could have just saved our lives back there, Jade.”

“Is he dead?” I whispered, as if Tessa would know the answer.

She stopped walking and turned to face me, gripping me so tightly on the shoulders that pain shot down my arms. “Who cares if he’s dead, Jade? He was going to hurt us!”

“I didn’t mean to,” I whispered. My voice cracked. “I didn’t mean to hurt him, Tessa. I just wanted him to leave us alone.”

“I know,” she said. She let go of my arms and pulled me into a hug.

Saints, she was nearly as tall as I was. When did she get so tall?

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