Reaching Retribution(27)

“Okay, little one, unleash your magic,” Colin says. Natalie turns and stares at him with wide eyes.

“What?”

“You heard me. Unplug the stopper. Turn the lock. Rip off the band-aid. Whatever it is you have to do. Unleash your magic. You can keep it all down easily, but we’re going to work backward.”

“Liam has had to knock me out before because I can’t control the magic when I let it all out.”

“Trust me.”

I stare at him. “Everything? The thoughts? Emotions? Weather elements? All the magic?”

“Everything.”

“Are you sure you know what you’re doing? I could hurt everyone in here.” I start shaking my head. “No, I can’t do that.”

“Ryanne, you’re not going to hurt anyone. You’re magic will only hurt people if that is your intention. You don’t want to hurt anyone in this room, so you won’t. Don’t worry about that.”

“How can you be so sure of that? What if I do?” I whisper as I step closer to him.

“Are you angry? Mad? Upset? Frustrated?”

“No.”

“Then stop worrying. You’re magic is emotion based, so unless you’re feeling any of those, you won’t hurt anyone. Now quit stalling. Unleash. The. Kraken.” Colin starts laughing. I can’t help but join in. “Joking aside. Unleash your magic, Ryanne. All of it.”

I glance around the room as I take a couple steps back. I don’t know what’s going to happen when I pull back the veil around all my magic. I push my magic out often, but never all of it at once. I’m always worried it is going to cause more damage than good. Everyone is training. Well, attempting to make it look like they are. Colton and Liam keep glancing over at me. I’m hit with their worry when I meet their gazes.

“Okay, whenever you’re ready,” Colin says.

I close my eyes as I gradually start pushing my magic out.





Chapter Eight


Colton


“How are things with you and Natalie?”

“Good. She’s still really worried that something is going to happen to me. She didn’t know that being Ryanne’s protector meant that if Ryanne died, I would follow suit. She’s kind of freaking out about that.”

“That’s understandable,” I tell him as we both turn and look at the opposite side of the room where Ryanne is standing with Natalie and Colin. They’re just talking right now, but Ryanne keeps shaking her head.

“She doesn’t want to unleash all of her magic,” Liam says. We both turn and look away when Ryanne glances in our direction. I get into a defensive stance and face Liam again. Neither of us are into training today. He glances back over his shoulder. The girl he’s supposed to protect and his soulmate are both standing over there. We’re not sure what’s going to happen when Ryanne stops trying to contain her magic. We’ve seen little bits of it when she loses control.

Ryanne takes a couple steps back and inhales deeply. I, too, stop attempting to spar and watch her. What if something goes wrong? Could this hurt her? Shoot, I shouldn’t be worrying right now. She’ll feel that.

“I don’t like this new power of hers,” I tell Liam. “I always have to think about what I’m feeling and how it’ll affect her.”

“Natalie will help her come to terms with it. She’s able to block others emotions; maybe Ryanne can too.”

“Okay, whenever you’re ready,” Colin says loudly to Ryanne. Closing her eyes, she starts pushing her magic out. We instantly feel a change when a sudden breeze manifests. The air swirls around the room, causing Ryanne’s hair to whip around her head. Everyone stops and watches her. The breeze becomes static as the lightning element of her powers makes itself known. I glance over at Liam who is still watching Natalie. She and Colin are taking small steps backward as Ryanne continues to push her magic out.

The lights in the room start flickering, and some of the weights against the wall start sliding across the room from the wind. I return my focus to my soulmate. Her face is furrowed in concentration. I stagger back a little as the wind intensifies. She has a ton of magic in her; even Colin seems a little shocked.

Tiny undecipherable whispers echo around us. Everyone tenses when the voices get louder. These must be from her mind-reading ability. The voices ride the wind filling in every available space, and a second later, random colors start flowing out of Ryanne. Reds, blues, grays, greens, yellows, pinks, and purples all start moving throughout the room, lighting up as they mingle with the weather elements.

She’s still pushing magic out. How can someone so small have that much magic inside her? All the elements in the room intensify the higher her arms raise. When her hands are fully above her head, a white light shoots out from her body and catapults toward us. I shield my eyes the closer it gets to me, but I can’t seem to look away. Following the light is all of Ryanne’s magic. I fly backward from the force of her magic. With my eyes closed, I hit the cushioned mat flooring and roll a couple times before coming to a complete stop. When I open my eyes, the white light is gone. The colors and low whispers are still moving through the room, but the light electricity and the wind are starting to dwindle.