I COULDN’T BREATHE OR MOVE THE SLIGHTEST OF AN inch. The truth couldn’t be real. I knew it couldn’t. I wouldn’t let it.
How could she be my sister? I thought with disbelief. I never remembered having a sister. At least I don’t think I do. When I dig deep down into my memories of my life as a Reckoner, I only remember me, living happily with my boyfriend, having fun and talking gossip with friends. But I haven’t done that in five-hundred years.
I couldn’t meet my eyes with either Enyo’s or Sebastian’s. I could feel the venom throbbing through my veins. It felt as if I was going to explode with every pump going throughout my body.
I could feel their gaze on me. It felt like my whole body was on fire. I felt like I was wearing a sign that said, “Look at me! I just found out I had a sister, and I’m half a century old!”
I ripped my long gaze off my hands to look up at the two.
They looked at me as if I were crazy. They’re eyes were wide with confusion and mouths were slightly open.
“What is wrong, Kali?” Sebastian said respectfully. He never seemed to be rude.
“I—I, um, I’m fine…” I said as I shook my head slightly, trying to get my cool back for a second. I couldn’t let them show that I had figured this out. I realized that I had let go of Enyo’s wrist in the meantime, which left a pretty bad red mark around her hand.
Enyo looked at my suspiciously, narrowing her dark sapphire eyes. “Really, now? Are you positive?” she said as a toothy grin pulled up onto her lips.
My hands started to shake with rage. My breathing went sharp and rigid. It felt like my insides were set on fire and burning to ash in seconds.
In a flash, I was on top of her, trying to tear her eyes out the sockets. I took her by her shoulders and I propelled her at a tree, making the whole thing collapse down onto the earth with a loud crash!. I clawed at her face and neck as a deep snarl came from down low in my throat. She screeched in udder horror and tried to kick me to release her from my hold, but that only made me even angrier. She gave up and covered her face with her arms to protect her eyes from my sharp fingernails.
At that moment, I realized we here covered in each other’s blood from head to toe. I had made deep fatal wounds to her neck, face, shoulders, and even chest that were welling up quickly with blood. I had ripped her shirt open, revealing her cleavage—which was soaked in the dark liquid.
But there was something strange about both of our bloods. One was dark, thick and sort of mucus-y. The other—light red, a lot less thick, and a lot more like liquid. Almost like the color of Enyo’s hair.
She was not like me. She was clearly something else, but…what?
I thought of the possibilities. She couldn’t be a vampire, obviously. She couldn’t be a shapeshifter, they have white blood. What else was there? I couldn’t think of any. Maybe something from a different world… No, that couldn’t be. She’s my sister.
Enyo noticed I had paused. She peeked through her arms cautiously to see what had caused me to stop. I stared at her with disbelief. I couldn’t talk or breathe again. I felt my blood hammering through my veins again. It felt like I were about to faint. My vision was blurry at the edges and I almost lost my balance.
