Not going to happen.
“You’re breathtaking, Thayla,” he says as I finally cross the kitchen toward them.
“Thank you. You all look—”
“Stupid as fuck. I hate these armors. Do you know how hard it is to get blood out of white?” Riven asks as he places his hands on his hips.
Creed, Amick, and Kyzen grumble their agreement, while I smile at each of them.
“Well, hopefully, there isn’t any bloodshed. You all look far too handsome to be fighting.”
Obviously, appearances have never mattered when it comes to that, but I really am hoping that however this trial goes, itgoes civilly. Am I confident in my Valtrues—including my own—abilities? Yes.
Enough that we can take on at least four of the seven Beginning Gods? Not a chance.
With Derivius and Consequence on our side, though…
No. How about no bloodshed today at all?
“This arrived for you a moment ago.”
My brows scrunch together as Kyzen slides a small box off the counter. Then they stretch to my hairline as he opens the case and reveals a gold bicep bracelet.
“What do you mean by arrived? None of you got this for me?” I ask as I pull the piece of jewelry out of the box.
“Nope. Got any wild guess who?”
Riven taps the top of the case, and the engraved decorative C that matches the brand on our wrists pulls a hum from my lips.
“What’s he up—”
My gasp echoes through the kitchen the second I slide the bracelet up my arm. A shiver cascades down my body as all my powers seem to shrink in on themselves.
“What?” the guys shout as one.
“He…what the hell?”
No matter how much I call my power forward and pat myself down, only one of them responds.
“Why is only my Chaos working?”
Riven steps forward, laying his hand on my upper stomach while Amick cups my cheek. Creed and Kyzen scowl as their souls shuffle around in my chest.
Without warning, Riven slides the bracelet off my arm, and the air in my lungs rushes out of me as everything else rushes to the surface.
Responding just fine once again.
“Shit,” they all mutter.
“What the hell is going on?” I ask, breathless.
“He’s suppressing your power with his own. All I sensed from you with the bracelet on is Chaos. Now you feel normal,” Riven says while Amick nods.
“That’s all I picked up as well. He’s trying to hide your powers.”
My mouth gapes open as reality slams into me.
“Shit. He wasn’t even here last night to hear our concerns. You think his nosy ass was listening?”
