As I speak, so mote it be.
So mote it be!
So mote it be!
The necklace writhes in my hand, its surface shimmering as if alive. I slowly peel my eyelids apart, then carefully unfold my fingers, and the pendant hovers before me, seemingly suspended by an unseen force.
Adonis lies paralyzed across from me, his expression frozen in disbelief. Octavia whips around to face me, her dark eyes wide as saucers as shock illuminates her features.
“No... no! What did you do?!” she shrieks.
The necklace begins to thrash violently, twisting and contorting as if it is in anguish. I watch, heart pounding, as the ruby gem fractures in two, sending a cascade of crimson shards into the air. A radiant light erupts, bathing the night sky in a golden glow. It pours down towards me like a soft rain, brushing softly against my skin. I embrace the warmth,feeling my body buzz and tingle. A sharp sting pierces the back of my neck and then across my shoulder blades, a prickling sensation that sends a shiver down my spine, yet oddly, I relish the feeling. The brilliant light then cascades down my arm like liquid sunshine, enveloping my hand in a warm, glowing embrace, intertwining with my very essence.
As it leaves me, it goes right to Adonis.
I gaze down at my hand, where the demonic rune is now fully inked in deep, dark flourishes. A sense of triumph washes over me as I set Carter down and take my place at the very heart of the circle.
Adonis levitates, his body suspended, and limbs splayed wide. The blinding light streams down, engulfing him and driving into his chest with an intensity that seems to awaken his very soul.
Killian gasps for air, his body wracked with the remnants of pain, as his body starts to miraculously heal. The twisting vines recoil in terror, retreating from him and Dax as if they possess the instinct to flee from the impending transformation.
Magnificent, light brown wings unfurl from Killian’s back, each one vast and striking, their leathery texture shimmering with an ethereal glow. They are breathtakingly beautiful, with delicate membranes traced in shimmering gold that catch the moonlight. Their sheer size dwarfs his muscular form, yet they seem to fit him perfectly. With his striking gold mask appearing across his face, a surge of formidable power courses through him, transforming him into a majestic being of light and strength.
Now that the curse is officially broken with Adonis’ soul returning to him, Dax begins his transition next, stealing my attention away from Killian. Dax’s wings are even bigger. His expansive wings, with a texture reminiscent of polished obsidian, unfurl majestically, revealing elaborate patterns that catch the light in shades of deep midnight blue andcharcoal. Each graceful flap creates a gust of wind, drawing all eyes to their formidable beauty.
My heart could burst.
I quickly look back at Adonis.
My god…
His beautiful mask rests on his face and his wings… His wings are the largest. But they aren’t leathery; they are a breathtaking tapestry of shimmering feathers that catch the moonlight like polished silver. Each feather is layered, ranging from deep charcoal at the base to a ghostly grey at the tips, creating an ethereal gradient that glistens.
As Adonis flaps his magnificent wings, the powerful strokes send a gust of wind swirling around me, making my hair dance wildly in the air. He stands before me like a divine being, a true celestial god whose presence is amplified by the sheer grandeur of his wings.
Killian and Dax quickly soar up in the air. My heart pounds wildly as they burst forth.
Adonis holds out his hand, and I take it, stepping out of my circle.
“You little cunt!” Octavia says to me with her hand outstretched. But before she can do anything, Dax flies down from above, pulling out two daggers from his shadows, and cuts off Octavia’s hand.
She lets out a piercing scream, a sound so powerful and fierce that it resonates deep in my bones.
Instantly, Killian and Adonis spring into action, enveloping me with their bodies as if to create a fortress against the powerful scream erupting around us.
Brown leather wings, rugged and majestic, wrap tightly around me, while grey feathered wings, soft and silken, add a layer to our protective barrier. Together, they form a cocoon of strength and warmth, shielding me as trees crumble and fall. Dirt and debris swirl in the air like a dark storm.
“You are going to rot in hell!” Adonis says as he unwraps me and takes a few steps closer to Octavia.
Killian unwraps himself from me as well. “This will be fun. You’ll want to watch this, sunshine.”
Dax comes to my other side. His black, leathery wings caress Killian’s as they share a quick moment.
It is not your fire…Suzanna’s voice repeats in my head.
Not my fire…a lightbulb lights up in my head. I realize it’s Dax and Killian’s fire.
“Burn her!” I look at Dax and Killian. “Use your fire and burn her! It’s the only way she will be gone for good!” They don’t question me.
