Chapter 8
CHAPTER EIGHT
RYDER
As we walked behind the shops, a sizzle sliced through the air and Daphne twisted around, her hair flying around her.
Her skin glowed right before her hands filled with small fireballs.
Her balls soared through the air as she directed one hand to me.
A sparkling shield raised around me as she danced around me.
From the roofs of the buildings, I finally saw them.
A wolf pounced from the top and banged on the shield surrounding me.
In a flurry of motion, various balls of magic, light, and fire flew from her hands.
They weren’t big. Not as big as the men and women aiming toward her.
Daphne was outnumbered and overpowered. She was right. She wasn’t meant for this.
I knew what I had to do.
I raised my hands. “I give up! Take me to him! Or kill me. Just leave Daphne out of this. She’s innocent!
” I screamed. Daphne turned towards me and shook her head.
In her moment of distraction, she stopped, and someone slipped from the shadows and grabbed her.
I stepped forward as she slumped in his arms.
“I said, let her go!”
“It’s not up to me now, boy,” the man hissed as a woman came to me and pushed my hands behind my back. She shoved me into the car, and Daphne was placed in a different car. The woman slipped into the front seat and drove out of the small alley.
“Where are you taking me?”
“To the boss to take care of you.”
“Why did you take Daphne?”
“We could have eliminated you before this became an issue.”
“What’s the issue! I wasn’t telling anyone about what I saw! Your secret was safe with me! She was being kind!”
“Doesn’t matter,” she muttered as the car skidded to the infamous Carroh Towers. The doors swung open and a hairy man pulled me out of the backseat.
“Where’s Daphne?”
He smirked. “She’s been taken care of.”
My heart fell into my chest as they shoved me into the elevator.
The way she was talking earlier, her life was now endangered for helping her.
How would I save her as a human? Do they strip powers?
The elevators opened up, and they shoved me down the slick halls of the tower.
They led me to a conference room where Mr. Carville sat at the head of the table.
I had seen him in the paper, but this time his face wasn't smiling. He was angry and sinister.
“Ah, you’re the boy that’s been giving me so much trouble. Did you really think you could escape me?” Mr. Carville sneered as a henchman pushed me into a chair.
“I thought what I saw was a movie. I didn’t tell anyone about it until I told Daphne.”
“So you say, but humans can’t be trusted,” Mr. Carville said as he leaned back in his chair with his fingers making points in front of his chest.
“I don’t have many friends. Most of my friends are on the MMO I play. I promise no one would ever believe me.”
His fingers tapped each other as he stared at me. “They told me you gave yourself up.”
“Daphne isn’t strong. She’s sweet and kind. She doesn’t want to be famous, and she’s not a fighter. I didn’t want them to hurt her.”
The man grabbed a tablet and twisted it around. “This you?”
The tablet played a VydVyd of Daphne and me in the coffee shop as I proposed to her. “What’s this?”
“I was proposing to my girlfriend, Daphne. Did your guys see the rock I put on her finger?” I hissed. “I want Daphne safe. You can kill me. Put me in prison. Whatever. Just please. She needs to be safe.”
He took the tablet back. “This has gotten 100K views already.”
“Good for the girls who uploaded it. I don’t care. I want your assurance that Daphne is okay.”
The man leaned back and motioned to a guard. “Jeff. Open the door.”