But that’s beside the point.
I need Cael to focus on Grey. To help Grey. Not me.
I end the call and force myself to focus.
I learned those runes for a reason.
This might be my final night of existence, but I am not going down without a fight.
Time to prepare for battle…
15
GREY
Kodiak Sector
Several Minutes Earlier…
I can’t believewhat I’m seeing.
Nikiski is in a fuckingbox.
Naked.
Bound with her hands behind her back.
Gagged.
And her arm is attached to an IV that’s draining her blood for Spruce to imbibe.
“What the fuck is this?” I demand, no longer capable of masking my emotions. “Why are you doing this?”
“Power,” Spruce says simply. “Specifically, hers. But the only way to control her is to drink.”
Nikiski makes a murderous face that tells me she’s very muchawareof her situation. Not only that, she’s very muchalive.
How many other Omegas would have broken under these conditions?
But not Nikiski.
She’s livid. And she ensures Spruce knows that as she glowers at him.
She was spirited growing up, too, often trying to challenge our father’s authority. No matter how many times he struck her, she got right back up. Sometimes, it took more effort than others. But she never let him keep her down.
And it seems that spirit has only been emboldened.
I want to feel relieved by that. But I’m too fucking furious to feel much of anything other than anger.
“What are you making her do?” I ask Spruce.
He smiles, his teeth red from her blood. “She’s helping me ensnare a powerful seer by implanting visions and confusing fate. And now she’s going to help me again, aren’t you, darling sister?”
Nikiski narrows her gaze, then freezes as my brother does something with his mind. Something that has our sister collapsing to her knees in a fit of obvious agony.
I growl, unable to mask the sound and charge forward.
Only to find my feetgluedto the ground.
