Filed to story: Sinful Mates (Imogen) Book by Jessica Hall
“He does work for a rival company; he is also human. Similar to you Imogen, his mother was human when she fell pregnant with him. He was changed not long after the incident. Christopher, his father, didn’t want to take any chances with Theo being so hot-headed.”
“Hey, you can’t blame me for this. I did my time over, twelve damn days of constant lashings for one damn eye.” Theo retorts, annoyed.
“Be grateful, that’s all you got. The boy’s eye can’t grow back, you’re just lucky I still had connections within the council that went to bat for you.” Josiah tells him.
“Why did you do it?” I ask, curious as to why he would attack an Elder’s son.
“Do you really need to ask? It’s the same person we have had constant drama with.” Caroline says, frustrated.
“Bianca, always fucking Bianca,” I mutter, and Caroline nods, confirming my words.
“Yes, and now that Alaric is gone, she has been getting awfully cozy with Max again, although they have always been cozy. But with Alaric out of the picture, she has sunk her claws into Max. Christopher knows what Bianca did, yet his revenge for his son outweighs that.” Josiah announces.
I shake my head and place my head in my hands, trying to think. We just can’t catch a break and can’t escape Bianca. I zone out, trying to come up with something, anything but I’m not all that familiar with laws of the council. Tobias, placing Thaddeus in my lap, makes me look up. I cradle him in my arms and am shocked he hasn’t fallen asleep already.
“If Bianca gets a position on the council, what sort of punishment will she get?” I ask, wanting to prepare myself for the worst-case scenario.
“If she gets a seat at the council, Imogen, she won’t be punished.” Josiah answers before throwing daggers at his son.
My blood instantly starts boiling at his words. No punishment after what she did at all? It seems impossible, what kind of backwards laws do they have that will allow no punishment for murder and attempted murder? She killed three people for god’s sake and kidnapped a baby. How can they not hold her accountable for that?
I don’t even realize how angry I am until I feel my surroundings shake violently. The car alarms outside blare loudly, the entire house shakes and the rumbling from the ground sounds like thunder.
“Imogen, get yourself under control,” Tobias hisses, running over and ripping my son from me. I try to get a grip of my emotions but enraged isn’t even a word to describe the feeling running through me, as I think of all the people she hurt and will get away with. My mother, Claire, my father, me and my son suffered at her hands and they are just going to let her go around like she did nothing.
Electricity starts zapping loudly, the lights flicker, even the fire crackles in the fireplace turns into an inferno, raging up the chimney.
I close my eyes, trying to reign in what little control I have left when I suddenly feel cold hands grip my arms and the rush of air around me. Opening my eyes, I see we are outside in the rose garden. The next thing I see is Theo and I see nothing but red. Red raging fiery anger. This is his fault, she is going to get away with everything because he had some grudge against a council member’s son.
“You? You did this. This is your fault!” I scream, taking a step toward him.
His eyes blaze with anger at my words and he takes a step toward me, his hand outstretched, trying to grab me. But I quickly sidestep, I can feel his intention and it is to take the darkness that is spreading throughout me like wildfire.
“Imogen!” He growls when I sidestep again.
I can feel my anger building, igniting my magic, so thick and sweet, addictively cold. Wrapping its thick tendrils around me. I love the feeling of it bleeding into my soul, dangerous, cold and so strong. The day turns to night as the wind picks up, dark clouds filling the sky. Lightning lights up the sky, thunder so loud its crack can be felt as it vibrates through the ground.
Theo lunges at me, and I actually laugh. I predict the move a few seconds before he does it and by the time he reaches my position, I’m ready for him. My hand comes up to the center of his chest, energy bursting from my palm, throwing him backwards with so much force he skids across the grass.
He shakes himself off before standing, I flick my wrist and watch as he screams in agony. I like the sweet sound of his gasps of pain as he drops to the ground. Writhing in pain as I boil the blood in his veins. Standing over him, I look down at him, some small part is nagging at me in the back of my head not to hurt him.
But I want to, and that part is stronger. Kneeling beside him, I watch as his eyes snap to mine. Yet, he doesn’t look scared, and I can’t smell fear coming from him, but looking in his eyes I can see acceptance of what was about to happen.
And it makes me falter for a second, my mind going blank at the look he is giving me. His eyes glow brighter, burning into me as I feel fog cloud my brain. I try to get rid of the feeling that is trying to take over my senses, dulling the anger but I shake it off, knowing it is Theo’s doing.
I hear Tobias yell, making me look at him as he runs out of the house. I notice Caroline’s panicked face as she runs out behind him with my son in her arms. Josiah walks out a second after. They start running toward me and I look back down at Theo, turning my head to the side as I watch as he tries to ignore the burning inside of him. His eyes focus on me. I push my fingers into his chest, and can feel his blood coating my hand. I can not only see his pain but feel it searing through my chest as my hand moves inside his chest cavity. I hear Caroline scream loudly, making my attention go back to her.
Theo’s grip on my wrist makes me realize what I’m about to do, giving Tobias enough time to reach me. Tobias grips my wrist, along with Theo, but the darkness is stronger as it surges through me.
Sparks move up my arm from their touch, and I can feel Tobias and Theo lending me their strength through the bond as I fight against the darkness. Encouraging me to fight against it, to fight for them.
“You don’t want to do this, Imogen,” Tobias says, his grip tight on my arm.
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