Twisted by Time by R.L. Perez

Author:R.L. Perez
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: R.L. Perez

CHAPTER 17

Oliver’s face drained of color. Horror pooled into my stomach like a puddle of icy water.

I shook my head in disbelief. “Witches and warlocks can’t be Donors. That’s against the law.”

“There is no law here,” Javier snarled. “We mortal Donors have been dismissed, and they are actively hunting witches and warlocks.”

“No,” I said, numb with shock. “No, he wouldn’t cross that line. He’s targeting Santeros.”

“He’s targeting both,” Javier snapped. “He’s Turning witches and warlocks and sending them after their own kind to feast on.”

And there’s no Council here to stop him. Bile rose in my throat, and I swallowed. “But . . . how? Why?”

“Magical blood provides power,” Javier said bitterly. “More power than a mortal’s blood. It’s how he Ascended.”

I remembered the warlock blood we’d found in the alley and how Elena had said there was something dark in his blood.

Something like vampire venom.

“The shapeshifter,” I muttered, looking at Oliver with wide eyes. “He had the power of an Elemental.”

Oliver’s face slackened, his mouth opening. “You mean . . .” He glanced at Javier. “They’ve found a way to harness our powers?”

Javier nodded gravely.

“Lilith,” I whispered, raising a shaking hand to my forehead. “If he gains power from witches, warlocks, and Santeros, he’s already too strong.” My eyes found Oliver’s. “We don’t just need to evacuate the civilians—we need to evacuate everyone from Cuba before he sucks you all dry.”

Javier scoffed and waved a hand at me. “Who is this girl?”

Oliver stared at me, his expression hard. Angry. Without averting his gaze from me, he muttered, “Thank you, Javier. You’ve been extremely helpful.”

Oliver strode toward the door and held it open for me. I looked at Javier, who raised his eyebrows and shrugged. A sense of foreboding rippled through me as I stepped out of the house, Oliver right behind me.

As soon as the door slammed shut, Oliver grabbed my elbow and turned me to face him. “What is wrong with you?” he hissed.

My curls whipped against my cheek as I yanked my arm free. “Nothing! I’m trying to save you and your coven! You’ll die if you stay here.”

“Even if we could leave the island, running away is not the answer!” Oliver said, his jaw tensing. “Do you think El Diablo will just let us escape?”

I crossed my arms over my chest. “So staying here as he drains the blood of every person in the country—that’s the answer?”

Oliver took a step toward me. “Fleeing might be your instinct, but it isn’t mine.”

I dropped my arms and straightened, but it did nothing. He still towered over me, making me feel smaller than a mouse. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means you’ve hidden from danger for so long that it’s second nature for you,” Oliver said. “And now that I know you better, it makes sense. It’s because your parents died.”

Hot anger flushed in my cheeks. “Don’t you dare,” I growled. Something wild and angry slithered in my chest, threatening to burst from me. “You don’t know anything about me.

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