Storm Gods (The Secret Gods Prison Series Book 3) by G. Bailey

Author:G. Bailey [Bailey, G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Midnight Publishing Limited
Published: 2020-07-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

The others and I don’t speak much for the next day. I meant what I said at Hugo’s funeral: the time for revenge is now, and I’m not about to let Neritous get away with what he’s done. He’s made it personal, more personal than it ever was before, and we owe it to Hugo to make sure he can never hurt anyone like that again. In spite of that, though, I keep to myself, practising my powers when I know no one is watching and praying for the strength to do what I have to do when the time comes. I think I’m slowly starting to get the hang of the life magic, but it’s intimidating in its power, and I feel uneasy using something so destructive. That said, if it can help us defeat Neritous, I’m willing to risk it.

I think on some level, the others know I need to be by myself, and I sure as hell know that they need to. We’re all processing everything that’s happened, and it’s going to be a long time before things go back to normal. Having the funeral for Hugo does seem to have given some closure to my family, especially mum, who’s doing her valiant best to step up and help us plan our next move, but I can tell that she’s hurting. We all are.

Neritous and the twins having access to life powers has thrown yet another wrench into our plans. We’re going to need to confront him, guns blazing, but in our current state, I’m not sure how effective we’ll be. It’s not just a matter of being broken down by tragedy; considering what I was able to do with no training and next to no preparation, fighting them when they’ve had time to hone their powers feels almost like a death sentence.

Oddly appropriate.

I’m alone in the living room the next morning, my knees curled up to my chest as I perch on the couch. Elsewhere in the house, I can hear the sounds of my parents talking in low voices, as well as Damien padding around upstairs; out in the yard, Peyton is showing Mads how to use her powers, and from what I’ve gathered, it seems to be going well. There’s a learning curve to these things, that much is clear, but in lieu of turning her back into a human, it’s better that she knows how to control her abilities. I’d like to think my speech at the funeral inspired them somewhat, but at the end of the day, they were all probably thinking the same thing. I just put it into words.

My head is bowed, my eyes half-lidded with thought, but at least the tears seem to have passed for now. It already feels like there’s a gaping hole in my life where Hugo used to be, and as much as I’ve been keeping to myself, his absence still hounds at me like a festering wound. Kit is sitting on the coffee table, gnawing at a chicken leg that I scrounged up for him from the fridge.

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