She answered for him, “Youlaughed.”
She stabbed, and he screamed.
His screams sounded like hers from the past. Shrill and helpless.Years of pain.
Her vision blurred as she stabbed.
And she didn’t stop.
“Fuck you,” she growled at him through tears as her back bled behind her, her wings featuring several raw, bald spots from the feathers he took.
Stab, stab. Flames continued to singe his skin as she drew more and more of his blood with the scalpel.
Sobs wracked her as she realized this moment was the entirety of her goal for her second life. What was she supposed to live for now? During years of torture, this was all she wanted. She had begged the gods for a chance for this and only this.
“You will never hurt anyone again. You will never fucking touch Persius.” She leaned forward and jammed the scalpel into his chest. “FUCK. YOU.”
She let him go, fell back into the cage, and breathed heavily. Having had her blouse cut from her, her chest was now covered in the red splatters of Lemmun’s blood. Her fire burned away her skirt as well.
Naked once more. Scarlet flames and crimson blood warmed her. A phoenix from the ashes. She felt reborn.
Lemmuns’s body lit completely on fire, disintegrating to ash, leaving only his skeleton and scalpel.
All the pain he caused me… Nix thought darkly to herself.And he’s just a…man.
Turned to ashes byher.
Her flames jumped from his corpse and ran over the flooring, leaving soot and dark burn marks in the fire’s path.
Is this the power they feared?The power her mates would rather Nixnothave?
Will men always prefer us to be weak and powerless in comparison?
Well…fuck them.
A maniacal laugh caught in her throat and rang out. She cackled as she clapped her hands and lit the entire underground basement with flames.
BURN.
Everything needed to burn.
Thatwas how she started over.
Next, she would burn Kellan Oadess. The man who had most likely killed her parents and kept her caged and used for experiments in her grim future.
Not in this life.She was going to change it all. All. By. Herself.
She laid back and moved her arms and legs up and down like she made a snow angel, but instead of a beautiful icy masterpiece, she was slowly turning the underground basement’s infrastructure into dust.
Finally, growing bored, Nix stood and narrowed her eyes on the cage bars. The flames coating them turned white-hot and burned so scorchingly, that Nix walkedthroughthe melting bars as they contorted and dripped. She ignored the sting when the liquid metal touched her skin.
The roof cracked as black smoke filled the room. Soil rained down from the splitting ceilings of the underground bunker.
She would not leave until the room was buried in the dirt above. Until no one could ever enter it again.
No one will ever know torment in this place the way I did.
BURN.
