Blessed By The Moon

Chapter 19

Lost memories part 3:

Skye's pov

Still at the party

Something happened when Serene shot Jordan.

That was the first time I realized my power was far greater than I'd ever imagined, a force so fierce it demanded something in return, a sacrifice. 

In the instant that bullet hit him, I felt it ignite inside me, and it burned, it burned through the haze, it burned through the weakness, it burned me up from the inside.

It was also the first time my eyes glowed silver.

I launched at Serene with a fury I'd never known, my own power healing me from whatever poisoned me, sinking my teeth into her arm and tearing flesh away. She staggered, gasping, but before she could react, I twisted her neck sharply, not to kill, but to incapacitate. Vampires don't die so easily. I wanted to make her hurt.

I can't take a life, but the elders will deal with her as they see fit.

The room erupted into chaos as I lunged at the strangers around me, each face a blur of hostile intent. Vampires and rogues, all of them, hiding their stench with something that had failed. 

I unleashed on everyone I didn't recognize. The party was now a battlefield.

A war broke out between wolves and bloodsuckers, filling the air with snarls, shouts, and the wet, metallic scent of blood. Through the chaos, I spotted Jordan's body, limp and barely breathing. The bullet hadn't pierced his heart, but it had come close, burning through him like poison. Jake scooped Jordan up and rushed out the door, bolting for help.

The fight was far from over. As I turned to face the next vampire, a sharp prick stabbed into my neck, a needle. Serene was on me again, her grip cold and merciless as she pressed the plunger. 

She came back to life faster than I expected. 

Darkness swirled around me as the drug spread through my veins.

The last thing I saw before passing out was Andrea's lifeless body as a vampire sucked her dry.

.

I woke up with dried blood on my shirt, vampire blood, and a hollow, crushing ache in my chest. I was in a windowless room with only a bed, and the door clicked open when I turned the handle. 

Too easy.

The smell of death lingered in my memory, and a wave of nausea hit me. This was all because of me. My friends were dead because of me.

I stumbled through a maze of empty halls, a haunting silence filling the air, until I found myself descending a flight of stairs into a room packed with people. They all turned to stare, eyes gleaming with a hunger that chilled me to the bone.

Serene's voice rang out, cutting through the silence. "Here she is! The prize ! The blessed wolf ! "

I backed away, heart pounding, but a guard blocked my path. Without hesitation, I twisted his arm, hearing the snap of bone, and sent a kick to his face that cracked through the silence. I thought of Andrea and Katie, of the lives stolen, and I felt no mercy.

But more guards closed in, each armed with silver, despite my weakened drugged state I fought, I fought as much as my body would let me. 

Serene's sick smile widened. "Consider that a demonstration," she sneered. "She's starving, drained, her powers are muffled with potions...yet still fights with such ferocity. Imagine her power when she has her full strength, or after her first shift."