Revelation
Her Last Hope
Sylas
Lake allows me to bring her frame into my body as I kneel beside her. Every ounce of my being is in full-on protection mode right now.
If it werenât for those damned Ferals, Derrick wouldnât have gotten within an inch of Lake.
With all of the mayhem, all I could do was watch as Lakeâs life was almost taken by her own mate within the seconds before the loud explosion happened.
Seeing her body being slammed into the ground from the force of the explosion gripped me with fear...I thought that it would have crushed her.
But as I hold her close, I see that her body is alright...itâs just her heart thatâs broken.
I can see light clear shards of the crystal buried in her chest and cheeks. Lake grips my arm and cries slightly to herself. I feel her jerk every time she is supposed to breathe.
âFireflyâ¦â Derrick moves his sister aside and moves closer to us.
âClose enough!â I hiss, slightly taken aback by my aggressive mannerism. I guess this whole new Essence bond thing really does change you.
âSylas, itâs okayâ¦â Lake lifts her head, blood dripping into her eyes, making them a solid red.
âDerrick is still my mate, after all,â she says, pulling herself away from me.
I almost scoff at her words, âAfter what he did to you? No way in ~hell~ is he getting near you any time soon.â
Derrick growls loudly, âWho the Hell are you to order what goes on between me and my mate?â
I rise at the sound of his words, ready to take this guy head-on.
He deserves to pay for what he did to Lake.
But before I have time to make my first move, a loud and obnoxious cackle comes across the yard.
Itâs Evin.
Lake
Derrick, Sylas, Lucy, Coal, and I all look over at Evin with a mixture of fear and confusion.
Heâs laughing so hard that heâs practically toppling over.
But thereâs nothing funny about our situation right now...
âYou failed, you sad man.â I say as he approaches. âI found my mate and weâre getting out of here.â
âYou really still believe the two of you are mates?â Evin looks at Derrick and me, âWoah, thatâs rich!â
âWhat are you talking about?â I lift myself from Sylasâs arms and look at my grandfather with disdain.
âThanks to my serum, that little bond between you and that wolf is all but extinguished.â
Evin straightens himself up and looks at me with victory in his eyes.
I donât want to believe him, but I canât help but feel that thereâs some truth in what heâs saying. Still, I will not let him sense my desperation. âNow that weâre together again, weâll find a way to rebuild it.â
I stand next to Derrick, presenting a united front.
I see the slight twitch of a smile on Derrickâs face as I move away from Sylas and get closer to him.
âYou stupid, idiot little girl,â Evin smirks. âDonât you realize that Derrick wonât be able to live without the serum? If he doesnât take it every day, he will die.â
A moment of revelation passes by, and all of us are staggered by it.
âYouâre lying,â I manage to say. âThat canât be true.â
~It just canât.~
âLake, my dearest granddaughter, Iâm not,â Evinâs words are slow and to the point. âHis dependence on the serum is like an addictâs to their choice drug, except more so. His body now depends on the serum to give him the strength and muscle mass of a Feral. Sound mind, or not, thatâs what he is now.
I look over at Derrick and see that his eyes are filling with rage again.
I wonder if heâs already starting to crave the serum. If heâs filled with an itch that only Evinâs poison can satisfy.
âI will admit,â Evin continues, âDerrick was my best subject in all the years of my project. Being mated to a Hybrid must have made his DNA structure different from the rest, but now that I have your blood in my possession, Iâll be able to create hundreds like him! Youâll never get out of this place. Youâre trapped here to be my blood bag for the rest of your life!â
My hands tighten into fists as I take a brave step toward him.
âEvin, you seem to forget one vital thing in all of this.â My voice is dark and twisted as I stand and motion to the multitude of bodies around us on the ground. âYouâre all alone.â
To my surprise, Evinâs face turns white as he looks around him. Perhaps he was feeling a little ~too~ confident, after all.
âNow, if my math is correct, thereâs five of us.â I motion between me and my group. âAnd one of you. Can you really fight us all off without your guards present?â
I stalk towards him, leaving my mates and friends behind.
Lynne is wanting blood again. ~Iâm wanting blood. My claws extend swiftly. All I can think about is what itâs about to be like having Evinâs skin dangling beautifully off of them.
I jump on top of him, ripping at his ugly suit and making a mess of his face.
I can feel the blood splatter all over my neck and chest, making me want to rip into him more.
âLake!â Derrick and the others try to intervene, but I swiftly push Evin to the ground.
âStay back!â I look back at them. âThis is my fight! And I intend to finish it!â
Evin tries to crawl on his back, but my heel makes contact with his throat.
I slowly press my entire body weight on it, listening to the blissful sounds of his windpipe being crushed.
âNow, you waste of oxygen.â I remove my heel and raise my hand for the final blow. âYou die.â
âCome now, Lake.â Evin gasps for air. âYou wouldnât kill your own father, would you?â
My entire body freezes in an instant.
What did he just say?