on October 15th 2017
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Will thought he had died when the warehouse collapsed. He thought he had brought the Blooder, Alec, down with him, but Will survived.
Taken captive to the mysterious Blooder city, where no Djinn has stepped foot since the failed treaty, Will will learn what happens to those who cross the Blood King.
Sentenced to be drained for his ability proves difficult when Alec can’t puncture Will’s skin. Alec will have to come up with more creative ways to torture Will.
Will might have survived once, but Alec promises to make him wish he hadn’t.
“Kyra does have a way with men, I will admit,” Alec said, glancing away as if remembering her. “I almost gave up everything for her myself, but then she chose you and there was no need. You must have a way with women, Willy, for her to come back to you even after all you did. I suppose that is what I love about Kyra myself; she has a kindness and a ferocity that speaks to me.”
Alec was clearly speaking about my Kyra; the way he described her was accurate and yet the judgements he made about those descriptions seemed tainted somehow, like we were talking about two different people.
“Maybe you should have reconsidered giving it all up,” I suggested. “Would have saved you disappointing your father.”
“Is this your way of connecting with me, Willy? Trying to dug up some compassion. Are you going to tell me how alike we are next? How we had similar childhoods?”
I shook my head. “Not in the slightest. My father loved me and I him.”
That was only half true. My father and I had a great relationship when I was younger, but after his affair with a Djinn, Violet Faith, my father lost my respect. Only in the last few weeks did I realise my father was just following his heart, as I was with Kyra.
Maybe I regretted not telling him I loved him before he was banished, but Alec didn’t need to know that.
“We had a pretty good relationship,” I said with a smile.
Alec breathed slowly through his nose. Clearly I’d hit a nerve. Alec didn’t seem to like the Blood King being his father, but from the sounds of things he was all Alec had ever known.
I couldn’t believe I almost felt sorry for him.
“Enough of this idle chit-chat. There is work to be done, Willy.” Alec picked up a scalpel and ran the blade over my forearm.
I couldn’t hold back the scream as Alec pressed it harder into my skin that just would not break.
“I’m going to have to get more creative, I know,” he said, twisting the blade. “But until I think of a brilliant idea, I’m just going to make you suffer because, one, I want to, and two, the screams of others make it easier to think.”
I involuntarily let out a grunt then bit the inside of my cheek to focus on something else, but it didn’t help. Though no injury occurred, the pain was all too real.
Still, I refused to turn on my ability. When I chose Kyra, I chose to love her and feel everything even the bad things. It was a promise not only to her, but also myself. I could never live up to my full potential if I was unable to experience everything the same way as everyone else.
I had been through so much before this. If everyone else in the world could live with pain then so could I.
I would survive this.