Reaching Retribution(96)

Hearing Liam grunt in pain, I return my attention to the man who made me watch my soulmate die again. How did he know all of that? Because from the little details I know about David and Emma’s wedding, that looked like it. How could Dravin have known that? I unsheathe my sword and walk toward him again. This can’t go on for any longer.

Thanks for coming back, Liam says in my mind. Liam says that in my mind! Why didn’t I think about that before now?

We can use this to our advantage, Liam!

What?

We can communicate to each other without Dravin knowing. We can plan something and finally finish this. I tell him. This could be what saves us.

Dravin’s strong, Colton. He’s not going to go down easily.

I feel the slight pain of Dravin trying to invade my mind again. Liam reaches out and punches him, distracting him. What can we do? Out of the corner of my eye, I see Ryanne fall to the ground and Zahtri stalk toward her with a dagger in his hand. She’s grimacing as she tries to get up, but she’s not moving fast enough.

Liam, we have to end this now.

I know. I see her.

I wonder…I know that Ryanne can feel the feelings of those around us. I try to send my positive feelings to her to help, but it’s hard to think like that right now. Zahtri is standing right in front of her. Ryanne is scooting back on the ground, but she still can’t get up. What happened to her?

I turn my attention away from Ryanne. I knew this was going to happen. She has to fight Zahtri. I have to be here with Dravin. Harnessing all the anger I’m feeling, I turn toward Dravin. Unlike Ryanne, emotions can’t physically strengthen my magic, but they can help strengthen me. I’m not sloppy when I’m mad. In fact, it’s just the opposite. My attacks are more precise.

Noticing a change in me, Liam steps to the side and lets me move toward Dravin. I don’t go invisible. I want Dravin to see me. This is the man who stabbed me without a second glance. He didn’t even think about it. He killed me so he could get Ryanne to tell him about her magic. He’s been kidnapping and experimenting on humans and needs to be stopped. All of this needs to stop.

I reel back and land a punch of Dravin’s jaw. He falls to the side, but doesn’t react as much as I wanted him to. The force of my hit splits his lip, and blood starts dripping down his chin. “That’s was a good hit,” he says as he flexes his jaw. “But it’s not going to be good enough to save your pretty little girl over there. You’re going to have to try harder than that.”

How are we going to do this? Liam asks me. I can hear the urgency in his voice which means that he sees something that I don’t. Either Natalie or Ryanne are in trouble. I duck one of Dravin’s punches and take a step back.

I have absolutely no idea. Dravin reaches out and punches me in the jaw this time, and then turns around and starts attacking Liam. I stumble backward and try to ignore the pain. I hear a small pained cry echo behind me, but I can’t turn around. I have to keep my attention on the fight in front of me. Not the one behind me.

I have to focus on Dravin.

Not Ryanne.





Chapter Thirty


I continue scooting backward as quickly as I can as Zahtri moves toward me. I’m trying to ignore the pain in my left arm, but I’m pretty sure it is broken. As I move, I try to push magic into my arm. I may not be like Logan, but I do heal quickly. Maybe if I concentrate all my magic into my arm, I can heal myself with its help.

Zahtri stops, and standing over me with his dagger pointed outward, he says, “Seriously, darling, this could have all been stopped. No one had to die here today. This is all your fault.”

I groan and push myself back a little further. If I don’t heal soon, this will all be over. Too soon. It can’t end like this. It just can’t.

“You’re the one who kidnapped me,” I remind him.

“You could have told them to stop the attack,” he says.

“And how would I have done that when I was trapped inside of a cell?” I move back a little further. Zahtri follows my movement, but he doesn’t attempt to stab me yet. I don’t think he wants it to end like this either…However, he did throw me off a cliff, so I don’t really know what he’s thinking. His thoughts are still blocked from me.

“I don’t know how you did it, but I know you were able to contact them,” he crouches down next to me. “It was either you or Liam; one of you, if not both, was able to contact them. He’s a dream walker, I know that much. He has the ability, but you don’t. How’d you do it?”

I sit up, putting pressure on my left arm. A sharp pain still spreads through my arm, but I don’t let Zahtri know that I’m in pain. He’d use it against me. “That’s not possible,” I tell him.