Chapter 257

Tatiana

The scream ripped from my throat before I could stop it.

Not one of pain, no, pain was fleeting. I couldn’t care about whatever pain that they wanted me to feel. I had none.

This was rage. And this region, I knew, was not going to end, not until I put a stop to all of this mockery.

It was deep. Feral. Ancient. And to say that I was furious was going to be an understatement.

My screams echoed through the obsidian chamber I stood in, making the mirrors along the walls tremble. I clutched the edge of the table, mist crawling along my skin like snakes starving for blood, but none of it soothed the crack inside me.

She fought me.

Lysandra. Of all those who could fight me… HER!

That trembling girl… She fought me.

And worse, she won. Worse, she was making it harder for me to be able to control him. And right now, whenever I tried to get inside his head, I couldn’t because she was standing there because she was teaching hi