they will do to you. Perhaps Father can help.”
I gasped. “Colden! He is the one causing this. They will come for me, and banish me to death.” My vision blurred.
Colden shook his head. “He will not do this. I will make certain. How did you find out?”
“I overheard Veronica and him talking about it. They spoke of destroying the Ephemerals and finding elemental Enchanters so they can be the strongest.”
His face twisted in horror. “This cannot be true.”
“I assure you it is. I am getting in the way of his plans. He wants me dead.” There was a heaviness in my stomach and the room spun. I trembled and my eyes watered.
“No. That is ridiculous. Father loves you, Savina. Has he found out about George?”
“I do not know. He is killing this town and plans to kill more. Veronica is behind this. She has done something to Corbin to make him believe this nonsense. You must do something.”
“What can I do Savina?” He threw his hands up in frustration.
“Have you noticed…anything yet?”
“No,” he spat. “I try every day to see if I can heal like you. Or read minds like Veronica. Or anything . Nothing happens.”
“I am sorry, Colden.”
“Don’t be.” He sighed and paced in front of the fireplace, his entire body shaking. “You are right. I cannot stand by and let my father kill these people. I have been denying his change, but I see it. He refuses to let me in. His eyes have changed, too. And I know he does not want me as his son. I am powerless. I am nothing to him now. He has come to me several times wanting me to help him with this war he is starting, but I refuse him every time.”
I took his hands to calm him. “If you had a power, would you help him?”
“Of course not, Savina. I do not understand him anymore. He told me I was useless. That I had no purpose.”
“Why have you not told me?”
“You have had your own share of worries.”
“True, but I am always here for you Colden. No matter what.”
He placed an arm around me and held me close. We stayed like that for a few moments. “What if we kill him?” His dark eyes met mine.
Speechless, I searched his eyes, and saw no fear. “Colden.”
“You know as well as I do, he is not the same man we once knew,” he whispered. “If he is planning on killing every one of them, it is the only way. They will come after you and kill more people if we do not stop him.”
“What if we find more like us? You know he is starting an army. Maybe there are witches like us who do not want bloodshed. I do not wish to kill Corbin, but if we have no other choice—.”
“Planning my death, already?”
I gasped as Colden and I turned toward the door to see Corbin standing in the doorframe. The tall man held no expression on his smooth face. He wore his long black hair in a ponytail. His dark eyes only showed displeasure.
“Corbin, we—.”
“You must stop all this nonsense,” Colden demanded. He had never raised his voice to his father. “How could you let them think it was Savina?”
“I am trying to prove her a point.” His deep gravelly voice seemed darker, like there was some demon inside him.
“How can you blame her and send her to her death like this?” Colden asked. He no longer acted like the quiet man he always was around his father.
“She said it herself. They would not come after her. They trust her.”
“Is this all a game to you, Father?”
“Certainly not. I did this because I want you both to see how quick they are to judge us. They want to see blood.”
“They are only doing this because you have put fear in them,” I argued. “They have never done anything to us since we have been here.”
“We do not have time to debate,” Veronica’s voice came from the doorway. Her angry dark eyes focused on me, as if she was trying to pry inside my mind. She could read minds, but I always tried to hide my thoughts from her. I was not very good at it. “If you are not with us, then I suggest
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