EVELYN
Chapter 4
My eyes opened slowly, brain still spinning, body sapped of energy. I was literally drained and tired. Staying still for what felt like hours, I could feel my brain finally catching up to events.
The Kayden pack attacking us for the third time. Our magical abilities sealed as we were mauled and slaughtered like pigs. Fleeing for our lives as we abandoned a place we have always known as home. Guinevere betraying us for her selfish motives. Agreeing to help the wolves annihilate our very own species.
And mother ...Tears flowing from my eyes, snot gathering in my nose, I cried and wailed like I never thought I would. She was gone, just like that. All my life I had been shielded and protected from the cruelty of the world, only for that shield to be literally vaporized.
Stephanie, despite her shortcomings, was a woman I was proud to call my mother. We had no blood ties, but she had treated me as her own. Her only shortcoming was that she was a traditional witch, loyal to the cause, too loyal, and that loyalty took her life.
What sin have I committed that I was being punished so cruelly? I had not even mourned properly for my fellow sisters murdered in the chaos only for my mother to be cruelly taken away from me.
I don't know how long I cried—maybe days, weeks or months—my mind was foggy, my body could no longer produce tears, and my voice was shaky as my throat was as parched as it could get. Furthermore, I still couldn't believe how my life could go downhill in just a day.
My name is Evelyn Nikolai. I turned twenty-one two full moons ago. I was the epitome of a smart, cheerful and happy girl. Obsessed with the ways of magic. Possibly too obsessed. Uncanny love for nature as our coven was presided over in a forest. A dream of potentially succeeding mother when she steps down and taking the coven to higher levels. Becoming a member of the Supernatural Council, as I really wanted to help retain the peaceful state of our world.
And in just a day my world literally turned upside down, friends dead, coven destroyed, and my mother…
With a renewed surge of energy, I cried harder at the apparent unfairness the world had placed upon me.
"How long are you going to keep crying?"
My eyes moved to where the sound came from, as I saw him, the cause of my pain and torment, sitting down on a chair with his legs crossed as he gazed at me with intrigue.
How long had he been there??
My eyes stared at him, and all I could feel was pure and unquenchable hate. Anger surging like I've never felt before. Body ready to cast the most dangerous spells in my arsenal.
"I do apologize for my discrepancy. Your mother had been trying to defy me right from the moment we met, something I don't take lightly I only wanted to choke her a little... Who knew you witches were so fragile?"
Apology?
"To hell with your apology, you sick bastard."
Voice coming out in ragged breaths. How dare he come here and apologize? Like his apology could bring her back to life. I could tell he was enjoying my current spectacle, enjoying my torment and pain.
Damn it, to hell with this!!
"Con mi vida como sustituto, convoco una lluvia de fuego…"
"Before you finish raining calamity on my palace, just remember that Myria...uhm...Brenda...can't remember the other names, but they are all living underground. Keep that in mind."
Kayden voice broke my focus as I stopped the spell I was about to cast. His face wore a smile, probably amused at my antics. I was just seconds away from burning down this mansion and most likely massacring the last of my brethren.
"You are now the new leader of your coven, so except you are as insane as the former willing to have the blood of your kind on your hands, I suggest you calm down."
I could feel my heart pulsing fast, shame creeping into me at the fact I could be manipulated this easily. My naivety finally showing its advent disadvantages as I could feel my life getting more worser.
"Why did you kill her? Why commit such genocide on innocent people?"
My voice barely came out in whispers, but I knew he heard me.
Grief, despair and hopelessness growing at a fast pace in my heart.
"Such innocence isn't something I expected from someone being groomed to be a leader. As for why I killed your people? There was no way your coven would have handed what I wanted to me peacefully and cordially. So in our world where strength speaks louder, my actions might even be on the tamer side; at least I left survivors".
Staring at him with my tear-stricken face, all I wanted to do was claw his face with my nails while raining thousands of deadly spells on him.
"Before you lose yourself to grief, I like to remind you that I hold captive over a hundred witches, with over half of them being teenagers and below. So except your heart is made of stone; think twice before going against me."
Rising onto his feet, probably satisfied at my current predicament, who knows how long the creep has been watching me. Walking to the door with his regal bearing something that stirred the flames of hatred in my heart.
"I'll hate for those little kids to suffer for something they know nothing of. See you tomorrow, little princess "
The door closed with a soft click. His threat ringing in my ears . A few minutes into leadership already straining my shattered mind. I couldn't let these kids suffer. In fact, I was unable to let my sisters suffer a gruesome fate at the hands of this monster. Should I have just let us all be slaughtered? Maybe that would have been better.
My thoughts continue to spiral all over the place. Regret and anguish consuming every part of me. I wasn't built for this, but fate had bestowed this on me. Their lives now depends on me,as they would suffer the consequences for any of my negative action.
Standing up from the bed, I walked over to the mirror, staring at the broken version of me. My eyes burned with desire for vengeance, as there was no way in hell that I wasn't making him pay for his actions. Trying to boost myself, eyes glinting with a renew surge of determination,I had people to save and vengeance to achieve.