Reine's Salvation (Alpha Protectors Book 1) by Elyzabeth M. VaLey

Author:Elyzabeth M. VaLey [VaLey, Elyzabeth M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 2016-11-07T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Reine sat on the floor. His eyes burned from the lack of sleep and his head hurt. He covered his face with his hand but didn’t close his eyes. The hammering in his skull increased and he rubbed his temples, hoping it would subside.

“Reine.”

His heart fluttered at the sound of Mystique’s voice.

“Reine, please. You can’t stay in there forever. Open the door.”

He folded his wings behind his back. He couldn’t open the door. Allowing her inside would be like bringing her into his madness. He couldn’t allow that.

“All right. “ He heard her sigh. “I’ll come by later.”

After a second, he heard the sound of her footsteps moving away from the door. Reine let out a long breath of relief. His gaze darted across the room. The television set was on the floor, cracked. Pieces of glass and porcelain coated the living room floor. The shelves, which had held the delicate ornamental objects, lay scattered about and broken. The kitchenette was not much better off. He’d smashed several plates and glasses and wrecked the table. He’d destroyed everything in sight.

He couldn’t let her in. As much as he wanted to see her, hold her, and kiss her again, he knew it was for the best. He stared at the painting which had toppled to the ground during his mad rage. The painter had brought to life the image of a tree atop a hill after a storm. Here and there, Reine could see the gentle caress of the brush stroke used to create the rough bark. The painter had paid close attention to detail and the trunk told its history through crevices and grooves. There, a bird had chipped into it, and there, the hot weather had dried its surface until it wrinkled like a prune. Leaves and branches lay on the ground around it, but the tree still stood proud, its canopy of leaves seeming to sway in the wind and daring the tempest to come again. Every leaf had been carefully designed, appearing to be fresh and young, its texture satiny and its color a dazzling green glimmering from the sunlight peeking from behind the gray clouds.

In a way, Mystique was like that tree. She had been marked by the tribulations of life and yet she was still beautiful and full of life both inside and out. She represented those leaves dancing in the wind after a stormy night. She was the tree marked by time and pain but still strong atop the hill.

But how long could a tree withstand the force of a hurricane? She had resisted once, but no doubt, twice would kill her. Reine glanced at the hole he’d punched in the wall where the painting had hung. He was that whirlwind. He was the harbinger of destruction. He was the tempest that would break her.

That was why when she called him he ignored her calls. It was the reason when she knocked on his door he refused to open. He couldn’t put her life at risk even if he wanted to go to her.

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