Our eyes locked.
He rose gracefully, hands open at his sides.
“You don’t want to do this,” I warned. “Turn away.”
Aiden came forward. “I’m not going to leave you. I’ll never do that.”
There was a flutter in my chest that didn’t belong there. I took a step back, feeling heat radiating from my fingers.
My Seth’s voice hummed through the bond and I knew what he wanted me to do, therefore I understood why I had to do this.
I took a shallow breath and raised my chin. “Then it’s your funeral.”
“So be it.”
I launched myself at Aiden.
He was prepared for it. He darted to the left, avoiding my attack. He was fast and also very skilled. I knew, because he had trained me, but I was better than him. I was something else.
Moving lightning-fast, I dipped and went for his legs. Aiden jumped, and I shot up, slamming my fist into his stomach. He stumbled back a step, but quickly regained his footing. My next punch was deflected. The third one caught him in thejaw, snapping his head back.
Sunlight reflected off the daggers attached to his thighs, and I went for them.
Aiden spun to the left at the last second, and my fingers only grasped the handle of one. He took a hold of my wrist, twisting only enough that I yelped and let go. My head jerked up at the surprise burst of pain, and it reflected in his gunmetal gray eyes. For some reason, I hadn’t expected him to hurt me. I guess… I didn’t know what I thought.
He pushed me back and as if he could read my thoughts, he said, “I don’t want to.”
Fury blasted through me like a rocket. “You can’t hurt me.”
Aiden jerked out of the way as I shot forward. I whirled, delivering a spin kick to the kidneys. I moved to deliver another, but Aiden caught my leg and tossed me back. I hit the ground and popped up, throwing my head back.
Energy slammed into me. Akasha simmered beneath the surface, waiting to be called upon, demanding it.
I flew at Aiden and we went at it—brutally. Mostly on my end, because Aiden was more about the defensive instead of the offensive, but bruises were traded, one after another.
Memories of training together surfaced. I wasn’t sure if that was a benefit to either of us, because we anticipated each other’s moves and neither of us could gain the upper hand. I dropped and he’d be there to deflect. He moved for a submission hold and I escaped before he could lock me down. Blow for blow we went, and in the back of my head, I knew I could’ve called upon the elements, but I didn’t. Maybe it was all the pent-up rage from being caged for so long, and I needed the physicality of fighting. Maybe it was something else.
Blood trickled from Aiden’s lip. A red mark bloomed across his jaw. His shirt was torn along the midsection, exposing a row of taut abs, but he didn’t show any signs of slowing down.
Frustrated, I pushed off the tree, gained some air and twisted, realizing my mistake an instant after it was too late. As I spun, Aiden stepped into it, catching me around the waist and spinning me around. In training, I’d never been able to get past him this way. I should’ve known better.
I tipped my weight forward and we both went down on our knees. I tasted blood, but Aiden hadn’t hit me. Not once. But my face had connected with his more than a few times.
“Give up,” I growled, throwing my head back.
His arms tightened around me. “You should know by now I’m not going to give up on you. You’re not that stupid.”
“Can’t say the same thing about you.” I spread my thighs and gathered my strength. “You can’t win.”
His breath danced over my check. “You want to bet on that?”
I ground my teeth. “You can’t have me. I’m not—”
“You’re not his, Alex. You don’t belong to anyone but yourself!”
He was wrong, so wrong. I belonged to my Seth. I was created for him, only him, and Aiden was in the way.
Rocking forward, I put enough space between us and powered to my feet, breaking his hold. Throwing my arm back, I caught him across the cheek with a closed fist. The impact bruised my knuckles.
Aiden went down on one knee and spat out a mouthful of blood. “Gods.”
Spinning around, I started running, ignoring the sharp pebbles digging into the soles of my feet.
I made it about five feet before I was tackled from behind.
Aiden pulled me up so that my back was pinned to his chest. “Leaving so quick? When the fun is just getting started?”
“I hate you!” I struggled wildly, trying to dig into the ground. Loose dirt kicked up as I thrashed, becoming more like an animal caught in a net. Hours of training slipped away. “I hate you!”
“You can hate me all you want, but it doesn’t change a thing.” He made it to his feet and started dragging me backward, and I knew he’d drag me all the way back to the cabin, to the cage. “I’m not going to let you do this to yourself.”
I wiggled and threw myself side to side, but we were back to the cluster of trees within seconds. “You can’t stop me! You can’t do this!”
“You don’t understand, Alex. You can’t be out here.”
I elbowed him.
He grunted but didn’t let go. “They’ll kill you. Do you understand?” He shook me. “They’ll come to kill you!”
“I don’t care!” I screamed myself hoarse. “I need to go. I need to be with him.”
Aiden sucked in a sharp breath and his grip loosened a fraction.
Using my core, I pulled my legs up and the combined effort toppled us over. Aiden hit the ground first and rolled before I could break free, shoving his hands into my back, forcing me down. I got a mouthful of mud and grass.
“Stop it!” he hissed in my ear. “This isn’t going to work, Alex. You may not care about dying, but I care enough for you.”
“I don’t care! All that matters is Seth. If I can’t be with him, then I’d rather be dead.”
“Do you even hear yourself?” His hands pressed into my shoulders. “You’d rather die than not be with him? Do you know how weak that is? The Alex I know would never feel something like that!”
What he said reached deep and broke something inside me. Enraged, I planted my hands in the rich soil and felt the earth tremble. A great roar started below, and the ground buckled under us, rolling like stormy seas. We were thrown apart. I smacked into a tree and hit the ground on my hands and knees.
Lightning pierced the sky, blinding me for an instant. Clouds rolled in, blocking the sun, and darkness fell. The skies opened and a torrential downpour pounded us.
I didn’t know if it was me or something else. I was beyond caring. A giant ball of messy emotion settled in my stomach, unraveling with dizzying speeds. Anger. Frustration. Fear. All of it rushed me.
Air whipped under me and I rose off the ground. Static charged. Sparks flew. The world was colored in amber tones. I wasn’t me. I wasn’t anything anymore.
Aiden stood a few feet away, his silvery eyes fixed on me. A look of horror and awe marked his striking features.
I was a god, like Seth had said. We were gods.
Do it. Seth’s whisper penetrated my blood. It’s time.
My feet touched the ground and I took a step forward—one, and then another. And Aiden didn’t move. He waited. It was in those eyes of his, the finality of this. He wouldn’t win, he couldn’t and he knew it. Aiden accepted it.
As I reached him, the rain stopped and the clouds parted. The sun followed my footsteps.
“Alex.” Aiden’s voice was broken.
Like a cobra striking, I took Aiden’s legs out from under him and he was on his back before another breath could be taken. Straddling him, I placed my hands on his shoulders. The marks of the Apollyon glowed a vibrant blue and raced over my skin.