My chest tightened at the unfiltered anguish that rattled against the walls. Her hands threaded into her blue black hair, forcefully gripping it, and fueling the sound of heartbreak.
I gasped and fell heavily to my knees when I felt the shatter of her soul. Pure power exploded out from her, and at the same time cold numbness iced her heart…my heart.
I crawled towards her, gritting my teeth against her crushing grief while the vengeful shadows enveloped us both into infinite darkness.
“Fuck!” I roared, wrenching myself away from the mirror, falling hard on my ass.
“Foolish, imbecilic fairy! It’s a soul mirror—why do you never heed me! I said it was enchanted!”The cat snarled at me.
I rubbed at the tightness in my chest, steadying my erratic breathing. Pushing up from the floor, I snarled. “Saying something is enchanted is totally different than telling me it's a fucking soul mirror.” I growled back, wiping the tears from my face angrily with the back of my arm—Remnant’s tears.
“A soul mirror will force you to witness any fae’s memory that has scarred their soul but also to feel every single emotion they had while their soul broke.”My beast explained, seeing me stare at the dampness on my arm.
Intense sorrow filled me. “Morta. That was Morta.” I murmured. “We just witnessed Remnant destroying the City of Light.” My fangs lengthened while my lips peeled back. “Why?” I snarled. “Why the fuck would she keep something like this?”
“Penance.”The cat responded with a solemn heaviness I had never heard from him before. As if he understood everything she had gone through.
“A penance she never needed to serve anyway.” I glared past my reflection, seeing fully the depravity of the soul mirror.
Fuck that. This ended now.
My fist slammed hard into the mirror’s shimmering depths. It rippled in defense but in the end could not defend itself against brute shifter strength. The mirror gave, shattering into silver dust. Its foul remains fell, gathered by the sink below.
No more penance.
No more hiding.
No more being lost.
It was time for Remnant Ezra Solaire Dark to live again.
It was time to unleash her.
It was time…for me to be bait.
My cat snickered.
Chapter 7
“Tookyoulongenough.”I half scowled, half thirsted at the beads of water still kissing the shifter’s bronze skin while he sat smugly in my favorite chair. Couldn’t he have put a shirt on at least?
The shifter gazed up at me through his lashes, not uttering a single word in his defense.
My lips pressed into a thin line. This shifter knew what he was doing and could likely scent the spike of desire my treacherous body was feeling. “Too comfortable to talk?” I snapped.
I blinked against the radiant smile he beamed at me. “Very. Thank you.” He scratched at his bare chest with a sheepish look and I tracked the movement, my eyes roaming over the hard ridges of his sculpted muscle. “I broke your mirror...”
My eyes glared back at his handsome face. “You broke my mirror—”
He grunted again. “More like I destroyed it purposefully.”
Mycheeks burned red with simmering anger. “You destroyed my mirror.”
The shifter leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees while he gazed at me with the same intensity. “I didn’t like what I saw.”
“You're not supposed to! It's a goddess damn soul mirror!” I snapped. “I suppose you just make it a habit to destroy things you don’t like!”
His brow cocked sardonically. “You don’t?”
