Chapter thirty two

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Lythion's POV

I woke up. Not remembering much but as I did Skylar's face was in front of mine. "HOLY SHIT GET AWAY FROM MY FACE SKYLAR" I had screamed. "LYTHION FUCKING FLAMES" Skylar yelled back as Nikki and Isaac darted to the living room of this little cottage. I was on the couch with a blanket draped over me but I felt really lightheaded. Next thing I know I was attacked by my dad and couldn't breath right at all. "What's going on" I choked out because of Adam.

They smiled and explained what happened to me. Detail to detail. But after the whole thing i just looked at them confused as fucks and passed out.

Within maybe hours I woke up and looked around. My head hurt like hell and I was in a different room. "Hello?" I asked. I looked around getting up as I did and searched the place. "Anyone here?" I asked. "No, just me" I turned to find a woman who looked very similar to me and Nikki. "Such a shame, you have your father's spirit" she giggled with a knife in her hand walking closer to me but I recalled something.

She can't hurt me with mortal knives. I smirked, still out of it, and threw my arms in the air. "Oh no, you caught me, what now? Your going to kill your youngest child because you didn't want a third?" I asked sarcastically, hey what can I say? I'm a sarcastic bitch from time to time.

"Your father wanted a third I wanted no more than two" she snapped. "Where's my family?" I asked bitterly. "Oh, they are safer than you are, I was only going after you but it seemed as if your son decided to get in my way" her voice was cold and deadly calm. My eyes widen sense I knew both of my boys would protect me, Zeek mostly sense he can actually do something of use.

But instead she threw Cy at me and made a mad grab for him. "Sweetie" I asked helping him up making him look at me. He looked at me but his eyes aren't brown instead it's hazel. It was Zeek with an unknown gift that he got. Thank the lords it wasn't Cy. He ended up saying something but sounded like Cy.

"She can hurt us, you need to wake up mom" he said quietly so I could hear. "I'm dreaming?" I asked him silently. "Yes and no, I was pulled in, you fell asleep and was dragged in by your mom" he responded looking over at her. "That can't be, she has no magic or power in her" I was confused until my uncle stood next to her with a sad, sad smile.

"Sorry niece" he chuckled sadly. I looked at him with full hate and regret to ever try and make a deal with him when Cy was shot. "I hate you. Why? Why do I have to die? Just because I'm a third child? Or is it-" "SHUT UP, no it's not because your the third child, well that's part of it, it's because you aren't mine" my mother yelled.

I held my breath and Zeek looked at me, asking for permission to kill my so called mother. "What do you mean?" I asked quietly still holding my stance. "Your not your mothers kid, you were.. You were a still born of another 'family' but the doctors brought you back and your father took you in after Nikki was born and you two looked so much alike" my uncle said revealing my past and the truth of why my mother wanted me dead.

"Zeek, wake me up please" I asked him not wanting to hear anymore or this, my voice quivering in the process. Zeek nodded and a reddish glow formed. I screamed awake, thrashing around hitting anything close by, well I was until someone grabbed me and held me down to a bed or something soft like. "Lyth calm down, calm down" a soothing voice said. I eventually stopped, feeling weak to do anything. I opened my eyes slowly to see Mitch cradling me. Next thing I know he's kissing me and I'm there looking stupid. The door opens and reveals my fate.

Oh dear god

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