I saw Tristan give Charlotte a
doubtful glance, but he eventually lowered his hand. Sonya whipped about for a
few minutes, but I was physically stronger than I’d been with Sheree and could
hold her down. Eventually the convulsions stopped, and her body went limp.
And then I felt the evil energy building inside her.
Memories of the last time we did this and the consequences flooded my brain.
“Get out, Tristan,” I ordered.
He put a hand on my shoulder and squeezed. “I’m not leaving
you.”
“Get out!” I nearly yelled this time. “I’m not letting you
take it again.”
I wouldn’t risk the chance of the evil power leaving Sonya’s
body only to find a new home in him as it had done before. Granted, freshly
escaped from the Daemoni’s clutches for over seven years and implanted with
dark magic, he’d been what Rina had called an open vessel at the time. He had
practically welcomed the evil energy inside of him. But no way would I
jeopardize that happening again. He’d been acting too weird lately as it was,
especially when we were around the Daemoni.
“Go,” Char said, backing me up. “You’re not helping, and
Sheree can use you. She’ll need help gathering supplies.”
Tristan wrapped his arms around me and pressed his lips
against the top of my head for a long moment. The full strength of his love
finally flowed out of him while awake, boosting my power. Maybe he could help. I let
the thought pass, though, not wanting to have to go through again what we did
last year.
“Call me if you need me,” he murmured.
“I don’t know what that was about, but you can’t waste your
energy arguing,” Charlotte said after Tristan left.
“When I tried to do this with Sheree, I took in her Daemoni
energy, and Tristan took it from me because it almost consumed me.”
“That was before your Ang’dora ,
right?” She didn’t wait for an answer. “You and your power should be strong
enough now to eradicate the Daemoni energy. There should be no transfer this
time. Unless—oh, bloody hell. Here we go.”
Just as the words came out of her mouth, I sensed what she
did. Sonya felt as though she might literally explode with the dark energy
building inside her. The color in Charlotte’s face drained, and the muscles and
tendons in her neck pulled taut as she strained against the power. I tightened
my grip on Sonya’s hand and pushed goodness into her with every bit of force I
could muster.
A shriek of pain pierced my ears. Sonya’s body bucked and
writhed, and it was all I could do with my full strength to keep the vampire on
the bed. A long string of profanities flew out of her mouth punctuated with
more screams as visions of her life as a vampire flashed through her mind.
Then all at once, she fell calm again. Seemingly
unconscious.
Char rubbed her forehead against her arm, mopping off the
sweat. “That was the first wave.”
“How many waves will there be?” The evil energy still
swirled within Sonya, perhaps not as strong, but definitely still there.
“As many as it takes until the evil power is gone.
Everyone’s different.”
“So we’re in for an all-nighter.”
“Yep. Probably longer.
“I’m so glad you’re here. I have no idea what would’ve
happened if I’d tried this by myself.”
“You’ll be able to do it solo once you learn the basics.
Number one rule: don’t let yourself wear out. That’s where trouble comes in.”
“That’s what you were about to say before? There should be
no transfer of energy unless …?”
“Unless you’re drained. But don’t worry. It shouldn’t happen
with you.” She rested her head against her shoulder as her hands remained
stretched out to grip Sonya’s forearms, maintaining skin-to-skin contact. “You
have more Amadis power than any of us, including Rina. You just need to know
what you’re doing. Are you seeing the visions?”
“Of her past and her victims? Yeah. I hate them. All that
death and evil.” I shuddered. “Do
doubtful glance, but he eventually lowered his hand. Sonya whipped about for a
few minutes, but I was physically stronger than I’d been with Sheree and could
hold her down. Eventually the convulsions stopped, and her body went limp.
And then I felt the evil energy building inside her.
Memories of the last time we did this and the consequences flooded my brain.
“Get out, Tristan,” I ordered.
He put a hand on my shoulder and squeezed. “I’m not leaving
you.”
“Get out!” I nearly yelled this time. “I’m not letting you
take it again.”
I wouldn’t risk the chance of the evil power leaving Sonya’s
body only to find a new home in him as it had done before. Granted, freshly
escaped from the Daemoni’s clutches for over seven years and implanted with
dark magic, he’d been what Rina had called an open vessel at the time. He had
practically welcomed the evil energy inside of him. But no way would I
jeopardize that happening again. He’d been acting too weird lately as it was,
especially when we were around the Daemoni.
“Go,” Char said, backing me up. “You’re not helping, and
Sheree can use you. She’ll need help gathering supplies.”
Tristan wrapped his arms around me and pressed his lips
against the top of my head for a long moment. The full strength of his love
finally flowed out of him while awake, boosting my power. Maybe he could help. I let
the thought pass, though, not wanting to have to go through again what we did
last year.
“Call me if you need me,” he murmured.
“I don’t know what that was about, but you can’t waste your
energy arguing,” Charlotte said after Tristan left.
“When I tried to do this with Sheree, I took in her Daemoni
energy, and Tristan took it from me because it almost consumed me.”
“That was before your Ang’dora ,
right?” She didn’t wait for an answer. “You and your power should be strong
enough now to eradicate the Daemoni energy. There should be no transfer this
time. Unless—oh, bloody hell. Here we go.”
Just as the words came out of her mouth, I sensed what she
did. Sonya felt as though she might literally explode with the dark energy
building inside her. The color in Charlotte’s face drained, and the muscles and
tendons in her neck pulled taut as she strained against the power. I tightened
my grip on Sonya’s hand and pushed goodness into her with every bit of force I
could muster.
A shriek of pain pierced my ears. Sonya’s body bucked and
writhed, and it was all I could do with my full strength to keep the vampire on
the bed. A long string of profanities flew out of her mouth punctuated with
more screams as visions of her life as a vampire flashed through her mind.
Then all at once, she fell calm again. Seemingly
unconscious.
Char rubbed her forehead against her arm, mopping off the
sweat. “That was the first wave.”
“How many waves will there be?” The evil energy still
swirled within Sonya, perhaps not as strong, but definitely still there.
“As many as it takes until the evil power is gone.
Everyone’s different.”
“So we’re in for an all-nighter.”
“Yep. Probably longer.
“I’m so glad you’re here. I have no idea what would’ve
happened if I’d tried this by myself.”
“You’ll be able to do it solo once you learn the basics.
Number one rule: don’t let yourself wear out. That’s where trouble comes in.”
“That’s what you were about to say before? There should be
no transfer of energy unless …?”
“Unless you’re drained. But don’t worry. It shouldn’t happen
with you.” She rested her head against her shoulder as her hands remained
stretched out to grip Sonya’s forearms, maintaining skin-to-skin contact. “You
have more Amadis power than any of us, including Rina. You just need to know
what you’re doing. Are you seeing the visions?”
“Of her past and her victims? Yeah. I hate them. All that
death and evil.” I shuddered. “Do
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