Chapter 12
Theon
Three weeks I’ve been staring at the same gray walls and bars. Three weeks of a shitty fucking punishment for ridding a threat to Sena and the Volar Academy.
The guys are asleep in their own cells across and beside me, but something just won’t let me drift off tonight. I dig into the feeling and a jolt of shock rushes through me when I realize what it is.
Sena. I can feel her through our connection. She must have let her guard down and now that I’m focused on it all I feel is… heartache and sadness.
Fuck. I’m quickly consumed and overwhelmed with a gaping hole of sorrow that builds and sits on my chest like a damn ton of bricks.
Despair and loneliness quickly follow, nearly suffocating me with the sting of betrayal closely behind.
As if on instinct, I reach out to her trying to ease some of her pain and take it away.
I grasp onto each emotion and slowly unwind each one, but the cuffs make themselves known and their power clamps around my wrists like a snake’s vise, burrowing tight until sharp slashes of fiery pain slowly slither up my arms and down my back.
Gritting through it, I try to numb the thought of the pain and focus solely on Sena and the devastating anguish she’s feeling right now. I send her love to soothe, relief to release any negativity she feels and strength to heal all.
I focus completely on her and not on the punishing burn trying to crush me.
My body starts to shake from pushing the cuffs’ limits, but I hold on a little longer and slowly drag every negative emotion she’s feeling away from her bit by bit before replacing them.
The cuffs whip out again, upping their game and slash sharp blazing strips down my back, almost like I’m being whipped with a hot cable.
Once I sense she’s okay, I quickly pull back and lock down our connection making sure she doesn’t feel any of my emotions before opening my eyes but I quickly close them when the light above feels like a damn hot poker.
The cuffs don’t stop even though I’m no longer using any abilities. They slash and sting, burn and blaze, wringing every inch of energy from me until my entire body is trembling and I’m paying tenfold for holding out for so long.
But fuck if it wasn’t worth it just to bring her some relief from her own pain.
KNOX
“You fucking idiot,” I growl at Theon watching as the cuff’s powers slash out and fucking ruin him.
His entire upper torso and arms are bleeding with long slashes as if he’s been fucking whipped.
I grab the bars and try to reach the fucker but he’s too far away from me. Narrowing my eyes on my cuffs and him, I curse him before releasing my shadows and push past the slash of pain as I drag him closer to the bars.
“What the fuck were you thinking?” I hiss as I reach a hand through the bars and check him to make sure the fucker isn’t actually dying. He’s too fucking messed up to hear me. His eyes are rolling in his head and his entire back is soaked in blood.
We all learned quickly we can only use our abilities for a few minutes before they slash out. Pushing past that only makes the cuffs become an entity that attacks.
Well, all of us except Cyrus. He seems to be able to hold off the longest when he’s slipping into Sena’s dreams.
Theon mumbles something but I can’t make it out. “What?” I ask, giving him a little shake.
“She’s… sad,” he says so low I barely hear it. But when I do, I freeze.
There’s only one her Theon would ever give a damn about. Only one female in this entire fucking world.
Only one girl that has us all head over heels about her.
Sena.
The thought of her being sad makes me angry. We should be with her, not in these damn cells.
I reach out to her and try to talk to her through our connection, but I immediately come up against a wall. I try over and over to reach her, pushing against her damn block but the cuffs’ power kicks in, slashing out at me.
Realizing I’m not going to get anywhere tonight, I pull back and check Theon over once more. The fucker is still breathing but the pain must have gotten to be too much and has completely knocked him out.
I sit down beside him planning to watch over the idiot for the rest of the night.
One more week, I remind myself over and over, when all I want to do is seethe at everything and everyone. When all I want to do is tear up this entire cell room and anyone that comes into it.
One more week… I take a deep breath and focus on the rise and fall of Theon’s bloody chest. The bleeding has stopped but that shit is going to hurt and scar.
My rage starts building once more so I shift my focus to Sena, picturing her smiles and laughter until it calms the silent killer inside me.
Once we’re out of this shithole we’ll have to be smarter about our moves, sneakier about our plans, and stay far away from Levington and his little minions.
But once Sena is by our side and we’re all together, we can figure everything else out.