would come a whole new set of worries. I’d be gaining Marcus’s powers too, and I didn’t know exactly what they were.
My eyes fluttered at the rain pattering against the windowpane. I rolled over, pulling the covers from my head. There’d been no sign of rain clouds when I fell asleep. I drew the covers down and glanced around. It was dark, but I was in the same room I went to sleep in.
I sat up on my elbows and waited a few moments for my eyes to adjust to the darkness. Lightning flashed and lit up the room. The other bunks were empty. Brogan had said no one wanted me here, but would they be so petty they refused to sleep in the same room?
My thoughts drifted towards Nakari —yes, she could be that petty, and chances were, she’d persuaded the others to stay away. I sat up, as my irritation rose. Nakari blamed me for stealing Callon’s heart and then crushing it into dust. She’d been against me from the start, with her cold glances and cruel words. She herself had even tried to seduce Callon, forcing him to choose between her and his destiny.
Anger began to burn in my veins. Now she was turning everyone against me, including Colt and Daniel? She was angry and wanted nothing to do with me, wanted to ensure I was isolated and alone. She hadn’t made eye contact in days; she hadn’t even acknowledged my presence.
I threw the covers aside. She and I were going to have it out. She could ignore me, but she shouldn’t influence the others. They needed to make their own choices. I’d show her what it meant to turn others against me... I stomped to the door, opening it and listening for any sounds. It was strangely quiet.
My anger simmered as I padded down the hall, stopping to open the other bunkroom we’d cleaned out. At least three of the beds were filled with large bodies. They must have made this the guy’s room.
I closed the door and continued, stopping at the top of the stairs. A dim light was coming from the large room, and the sound of a fire crackling. I grabbed the handrail as I made my way down. Nakari had to be down here…
I rounded the corner; chairs had been pulled closer to the fire with their backs facing me, and several heads protruded above the high backs. Brogan and Layla lay snuggled together on the couch, Layla’s shoulder resting on Brogan’s.
Nakari’s auburn locks tumbled off the side of a highback chair. I clenched my fists. I didn’t care if everyone heard. This needed to stop.
“Nakari,” I called out and moved closer. She didn’t answer.
“Nakari!” I said again and stopped before the fireplace.
I stood motionless, and my breath caught. Nakari’s head lay slumped over the arm of the chair, her blood pooling on the floor.
I flipped myself to face the others. Brogan sat unmoving; his eyes open and mouth gaping. Burn marks laced his shirt. Layla’s head limply rested on his shoulder, blood dripping off her chin.
I began to shake as I whirled around and saw Skylar, his body contorted in the chair, and what looked like bite marks riddling his body. A gaping wound at his neck caught my attention. It was as if it had been sliced open.
I opened my mouth to scream, but nothing came out. I pressed my hands to my face and felt a sticky residue smeared across my cheek. I pulled them away. They were covered in blood, their blood. But I hadn’t touched them…
I bolted from the room and headed for the stairs. Colt! He had to be upstairs sleeping. He and the others had to be sleeping while this attack took place!
I took the stairs two at a time, my chest pounding. I flew down the hall and grasped the doorknob, throwing the door open.
“Colt!” I screamed, air finally hitting my lungs. “Colt! They’re dead! We’re being attacked!”
No movement came from the room. I struggled to find the switch and squinted when it lit up the room. I screamed. Blood was everywhere. Daniel lay in a crumpled mess in the corner. Maes was sprawled across the floor in his Tresez form.
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