Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 242

“You don’t have to be broken,” she said. “You don’t have to be the one they pity. They have to be afraid of you. They all have to wonder what you are capable of. They have to be afraid of your strength. They have to be afraid of who you are to become. They have to be afraid of the woman that you are.”

“I said get out!”

The air turned sharp, icy. Her voice shifted, warped. Cold and dark.

“Let me in, Lysandra.” She said, making my heart drop to my stomach. “Let me in, Lysandra. Let me inside your mind. Let me inside your body. I need to grow stronger. You need to grow stronger. We need to show them their place.”

The form approached me, her eyes focused on mine as she tried to pull me into her trance. I shook my head. “I’m not going to repeat myself twice. Let me in, child…”

I screamed.

It was raw. Loud. Desperate.

I did not care. I kicked and thrashed, but I kept screaming. I closed my eyes, squeezing them shut as my voice rang in my ears, as my throat felt raw, as it felt like everything was being torn from inside of me. I did not stop though.

The door slammed open, and in a blur, Delilah rushed to my side. Sienna was seconds behind her, wide-eyed and breathless. “What happened?” Delilah demanded, grabbing my arms. “What happened? Did anyone hurt you?”

The nurses rushed by the door. Sienna opened the closet as if trying to find someone. Nurses got on their knees, checking under the bed, under the chair, the dresser, anywhere that anyone could be hiding, the bathroom also.

“She was here!” I gasped. “She came out of the mist, Tatiana, I remember I saw her picture in Giovanni’s office. He showed it to me. Before I met you, he showed it to me. She spoke to me, she tried to get inside my head… she…”

Delilah looked at Sienna, then back at me. “There’s no one here, Lysandra. Everyone is looking around. There’s no one inside their room and there’s no mist, sweetheart.”

“I’m not lying!” I cried, shaking my head. “She was right here! She called my name, she wanted…”

“Lysandra,” Sienna said gently, kneeling beside me, “you’ve been through so much. Your mind’s exhausted. Grief does strange things. But there is no one in the room. Tatiana, mother, has been dead for a very long time.”

But even with them at my side, I felt the cold.

And somewhere, just beyond the wall of mist that only I could still feel…

I knew she was waiting.

“Come on, get some sleep. You’re safe now…’

No, I wasn’t.

Neither one of us was safe now…