Witch Way

Chapter 28: My Wildest Dreams

Sometimes I question my insanity, like now, when I planned to break into Erwin's stronghold unannounced after he threw my live kicking body to the rats. Yes, everyone has proclaimed my stupidity. But what's worse: letting said man manipulate and use you without consequences. I'll fight and crawl my way back before I throw in the towel.

He's an arrogant prick. Correction, a hot, sexy, arrogant prick. But one nonetheless.

Every part of my being that existed on Verdina wanted that smoldering man. Imagine the bedroom acts we'd commit, it had me panting like a heat stricken dog. His fingertips held a touch capable of silencing the most demanding chick alive. Yet, there was one big error he made. He threw me away.

No one throws me away. Not unless they wanted to keep their sexual orientation straight.

I covered myself with a thin layer of energy, concealing my appearance and presence from sight. A second, but heavier pull directed to my hands for gouging through the metal door. The energy peeled through the door like stripping dried paint, the edges irregular.

Sending my hand through the opening, I drew the bolt back unlocking the door. Efficient and silent, giving them no time to react. A sidelong glance to Sebastian and I saw his own form blend into the background.

We walked in, the glass enclosure to my right accompanied by the mocking memory of defeat. Expanding before us were the white pristine walls blaring back. The color strengthened by my changed vision. Still, the laboratory was empty. Only cleaned and organized utensils lined the workbenches. Though they erased the research and spell construction, the place left and unavoidable trace of darkness energy.

The overhead lights appeared a pale gray, brighter than the benchtop outlines. They may be on, but the electricity supplied to them was minimal. I scanned the lab, searching for any hint of spell usage. My gaze moved at a snail pace, stopping at each nook and cranny. Missing a single spot would be my undying doom and I'd never live the mistake down.

Without a single spell creeping into my vision, I charged through the uncontested zone and into the hallway leading to the cells. My guess, the container holding the stolen energy would be located offshoot the jailed area. There were multiple paths and guards patrolled the place. Why leave your most prized possession in a poorly defended location? Erwin wasn't dumb.

The exit opened into the spell laced hallway. I paused, eyes traveling to the spells ready to blast warnings to its inhabitants. Breathing a lungful of scorched morbid air, I stepped onto the path. Sirens screamed, but I sauntered towards the edge meeting the wide open room. Guards raced to defend the exit with firearms in hand. Their caps were pulled low, covering much of their hair and shadowing their eyes. Black suited and ready to capture their prey, oh so scary, not.

"Seb, look at the party here to greet us." I licked my lips, enjoying the development.

Sebastian walked before me. "Go." He growled with hair standing on end and tail straight up.

I bit my lip. My furball sure had confidence. But we both knew he had the skills and capabilities to back up said words. Without retorting, I strode ahead to the left.

"Stop!" a guard shouted, racing to block my path. His serious and battle stricken face mutated. Both eyes grew wide and his mouth hung wide.

A film of water diffused across the room's surface. The temperature plunged, but my heart raced with excitement. I couldn't withhold the opportunity to look. Swinging my head around, I gazed upon the monster that once inhabited the petite frame of a cat. He rose to the ceiling's height, his head craned and body spreading around the room. Scales protruded from his aquamarine body from head to toe, with a spiked tail at the end. Enormous teeth lined the inside of his mouth and his yellow eyes pierced through the weakest of souls. A full-grown Leviathan crammed into an underground jailhouse.