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"Shut it, Aurelia," Dimitris ordered, and I wondered if she was going to lash back at him, but instead, I noticed the shift in the air. The hairs all along my arms rose up in pure warning.
"We don't have time for this," Onyx snarled.
I finally lifted my head up, and that was when I noticed triple the amount of men in black heading our way. The streets were practically covered by masked men with guns.
"Get Viktor over here!" Milo ordered, and my body was tugged by Onyx as he rushed me to be with the rest of the pack.
"Fuck. Those aren't normal ARs," Jayce hissed. "Milo, your barrier may not hold."
"It'll hold." Milo had no doubt in his mind, and I moved my gaze slowly to see the anger in his blazing orbs. "But we don't have fucking time to stand still. This is a diversion."
That was obvious and yet I was struggling to get my head above water.
I have to fucking think...Willow...fuck. Willow...she's... my...
Hands slapped against my shoulders, pulling me out of my swirling thoughts and the consuming emotions riling up that threatened to cripple me if I dared allowed them.
I was surprised to see Dimitris, his vivid, glowing eyes of pink locked onto mine, which were surely blazing silver with hints of my magic.
"I know what just occurred and I'm well aware that I'm not your Alpha, but you need to snap out of it." How I desperately wanted to defiantly push him aside or say fuck off, but I needed his foundation for this one solid moment.
I needed to be reminded that there was a way out of this moment of chaos and that I was adequate enough to get us to Willow.
I have to get to her...I promised I'd always find her.
The reminder made me realize why I'd fucked up. Why she was upset that I was pointing out facts. She didn't care about the facts. She knew it wasn't her usual behavior to get upset with Dimitris taking the lead as he was so accustomed to. She didn't need me to be a dick and remind her.
All she wanted was for me to listen and be on her side of the court.
"Can you sense the connection?" Dimitris inquired.
"Yes. The magic, it's traveling fast, but it's not out of the country," I whispered.
"We need to follow it. I don't know how, but after we deal with this, we need to be prompt in following that vivid trail," Dimitris emphasized. "If we're fast enough, we can track and catch them before they harm Willow, but we're gonna have to rely on you, Viktor."
It felt like he was saying things slower so I could comprehend every word. As if I needed him to emphasize the clear message that we had a shot at getting Willow back if I just cut through this state of shock and got into assassin mode.
Time was ticking - second after second- and I mentally knew how important our next steps would be, but this level of fear was so frightening, it felt like it paralyzed me in my very place. I had to figure out the source, but deep down I knew why.
I was fighting against acknowledging it.
Dimitris let go of me, but he didn't seem convinced from his stressed expression. Onyx suddenly appeared between us, and he literally slapped my cheeks hard enough for them to sting but clearly not to disable me out of anger.
"You need to get out of your head and fucking accept that you love Willow!"
I could tell he was mad as fuck, his body practically shaking while little sparks of black went in and out of existence around his bulky muscles.
When it came to Willow, Onyx would bring the whole world down with him until she was in his grasp, and if anyone tried to fuck with his ability to have her in safe arms, they suffered the consequences.
His words took a moment to click, but when they did, I couldn't deny it anymore.
I...love...Willow.
My mind knew that -acknowledged the obvious -and yet I fought so hard against it. I didn't want to tug her into our world of magic. Our world where one could easily betray the other with the fucked-up trickery our kind used upon one another.
Even though I'd forgotten why I'd been sent down to guard Willow from birth well into the years of allegiance with Roberto, I knew what our kind was capable of. The realms of magic and the heightened levels of jealousy just from family lineage were insane.
Only a few knew of my real name, but no one knew about my connection to the High Court and the possibility of me being one of the chosen Masters that would lead my appointed Disciple to take the place of my parents.
