Fucking better not have.
“So you’re scared of having this onslaught of emotions hit you at once, followed up by losing the control you’ve got over your powers now. That’s why you don’t want to take it down,” Amick says.
“I want to feel—to my fullest extent—everything I feel for all of you. I want the overwhelming love to pour through me. Smother me, honestly. No, I don’t want to lose control over my powers, but if that’s what happens from this, so be it. What I don’t want…”
Her eyes flutter shut once again as I take another step forward and caress her cheek.
The gasp I hold in almost suffocates me immediately.
Oh…my angel.
My Harmony tries its hardest to rush through me and into her. I put a furious leash on it. Yeah, everything she’s feeling is dulled for her, but not my power. I sense the utter devastation lying in wait.
“You don’t want to do it in front of us,” I whisper.
She jerks her head twice.
“We aren’t going to let you shut us out,” Creed says as he steps to her side. Amick takes the other, while Kyzen moves behind her. “You have to accept facts now.”
“What facts exactly?”
“That this isn’t about your power anymore.” Amick, as fucking always, jumps straight to the point. “You already crossed that line. You stopped fighting and accepted what you have a while ago.”
At least he softened his tone.
Her brows pull tighter as he rubs her earlobe.
“What you haven’t stopped doing is…adjusting for us.”
Her shoulders still just a fraction.
“You’re still bracing,” I say. “Still pulling your powers’ punches when it comes to us like you’re expecting something to shift or snap in one of us if you don’t.”
“I’m not—”
“You are.” I cut in, and a shaky breath spills through her lips. “You trust us with your heart, body, and soul. But you still fear how we might react.”
“We already chose you, and we’ll continue to choose you for the rest of our lives,” Kyzen says. “All of you. Not pieces. We don’t want you to dull yourself for us.”
“You’re the only one still doing that,” Creed says, much softer than a moment ago. “If you can accept, love, defend all of us as fiercely as you do, accept we will always do the same for you.”
We move in. Completely sandwiching her between us. Her entire body trembles, but she stands strong.
“Take it down, little burden. We’ll hold you together.”
She stands there, sucking down measured breaths. Her shoulders struggle to rise and fall like she’s holding the weight of something that’s heavier than it should be.
All she has to do is hand it to us. We’ll hold it.
Her lashes flutter open, and I sink into the abyss of her never-ending, fucking stunning, stained-glass eyes.
“Okay.”
My body goes still as my Harmony tries to rip through me.
No.
You will hold me together, and I will hold her.
