Beyond the Fairy Gate

Chapter 42

Gabriel

Gabriel ended his movement skill on his balcony and shoved the door open, his heart was still pounding in his chest as the door slammed against the wall. One of his hands ran through his long platinum locks as he let out a long shaky breath. He was only slightly aware of his scout's landing and surrounding him, his attention just couldn't focus on them.

Never in his entire life had he lost control of his inner daemon. Never. Not even when he was a kid. He's always had an iron grip on his emotions. Not until... his fists curled so tightly together that he could feel his nails biting into the pad of his palms. He wanted to break something, and this uncontrollable anger was foreign to him. He'd been mad before in his life, hell spending ten minutes in a room trying to talk to his dad about anything related to the kingdom usually led him straight to anger, but this anger was different. It was all-consuming as if his soul was raging inside his chest. With a mental pause, he realized that no it wasn't his soul, it was his daemon. He was slamming against the cages of his mind, demanding to be set free.

When the tether had been snapped, it was as if nothing was holding his daemon inside. It tried to break from his skin, that coupled with the immense pain that he had experienced made it so he'd almost lost control. If Sigma hadn't been with him then he could have... he gripped his hands tighter, his scout's minds inside his were the only thing that pulled his conscious back to the surface.

"Gabriel," Janti spoke softly as he placed a hand on his shoulder. Gabriel only shook his head. He threw himself down on the couch and hung his head. A warm hand slid across the back of his neck and he heard them, his scouts as they filtered into his mind. Reminding him that he wasn't alone, that he'd never be alone.

"Boss we're here for you," Dashiner spoke very softly.

"Yeah, we'll never let your daemon take you," Adrenell said with steel in her tone. He ran his hands up and down his face as if the motion could make his skin stop feeling like needles were being stabbed into every pore. A side effect of him forcing the shift back. He would have to go running later.

"Never," was echoed by Sigma, Shanell, Janti, and Delta.

"We'll always be there for you when you need us," Delta spoke in a strong sure voice, that eased his mind slightly.

"Gabriel?" Nyline's voice broke his scout's words and his head shot up. His ice blues connected with her bright green ones.

Dashiner moved to Nyline, one hand raised as if he were trying to warn her away. His normal jovial tone was hard as if he were also mad at Nyline. One of her brows was raised at him as if she was confused by Dashiner's tone and movement. "Lady Nyline maybe now isn't--"

"It's fine," Gabriel interrupted him in a voice like steel as he stood. His anger seemed to bubble under the surface as their eyes connected once more. "Leave us."

There was a moment where all the scouts looked between Gabriel and Nyline, then, one by one, they all crossed to their rooms and closed their doors softly. Nyline only cocked her head to one side slightly. Her pupils expanded for a few seconds, her mind dragging her away from the present before she refocused on him.

"Why the fuck would you do that?" His voice came out scratchy and weak the second she refocused on him. Her face softened and to his surprise, she looked away from his gaze. She crossed one hand across her chest as she gripped her upper arm. Then as if she were thinking hard on an answer, she pulled her lower lip into her mouth and started to chew on it. Finally, she stopped but still didn't look at him.

"I needed to talk to someone," She whispered, her eyes going down to the carpet.

"You needed to talk to someone?" Gabriel's voice held harsh disbelief. "What could be so important that you would risk breaking our connection. I could have lost control. Damien's scouts were there. Damien was there, the sole prince from another kingdom. I could have killed everyone!" He was shouting by the end and it only made him angrier at the fact that she still wasn't looking at him. He watched her shoulders rise and fall as she let out a sigh. Her next words were hard and when she looked back into his ice blue orbs, her green orbs reflected the inflection in her tone.