Crave To Conquer (Myth of Omega, #1)(50)

She had calmed in the last few hours, managing to get some sleep, but the moment the door opened again, her anger returned full force, even though she knew it was a manipulation. And when he said he hadn't been with another woman, the relief had been almost staggering.

This couldn't continue. She would end up being completely led by her instincts and emotions, which was exactly what he wanted, but what about when he went back to being Emperor? He would have made her completely reliant on him and she would end up living the life that she had been trying to avoid—that all of the Omegas had been trying to avoid. And who was to say when he would stop being so amenable? Eventually, he would start questioning her again—no doubt he still wanted to know where the Omegas were, and now it made sense why he had stopped his questioning. He had been manipulating her all along. She fucking hated him.

"Lelah alith sofrey adin-yan mon carrh."

The words shuddered through her, and something changed in the air. For a moment she couldn't place what she was feeling, and then it came to her in a rush.

Magic. Magic had returned.

Drocco looked at her, slight confusion entering his eyes, but she did not wait.

Jumping up, she focused her mind, backing away from him to get some distance so she could focus.

"What is going on?" Drocco muttered, almost to himself.

Focusing, she filtered out as many distractions as she could, and stilled her mind’s eye. She called on an enormous amount of magic and gathered it into the space between them, creating a large spear.

As the magic came together, Drocco's eyes widened. He glanced at her and then stood up slowly.

Gritting her teeth and fighting against every instinct that told her it was wrong, Cailyn launched the spear at him at a frightening speed.

He tried to twist out of the way, but couldn't move fast enough, and the spear caught him in the shoulder. It threw him back with incredible force and slammed him back against the wall, pinning him to it. He roared and cursed, his whole body tensing.

A violent tremble rose in Cailyn at the sound of his shock and pain. He was hurt and angry, and needed looking after… She caught herself before her train of thought went too far, and forced herself to turn away from him. She ran to the wardrobe and grabbed a fresh dress, pulling it on as she headed to the window.

"Cailyn!" Drocco thundered. "Where do you think you're going? Stay where you are!"

She faltered in her step, glancing back at him.

He leaned forward into the spear, digging it further into his shoulder, his face contorted.

Cailyn watched for a moment, a worry suddenly gripping her that he would damage himself even further.

“Release me,” he ordered her.

Cailyn almost took a step toward him, but quickly stopped. She needed to put her blocks back in place, but couldn’t do it now. She stilled her emotions and continued to the window. Casting a spell she used all the time, she unlocked the door leading to the balcony and sucked in a deep breath of fresh air.

"Cailyn!" Drocco's shout shuddered through her, and something about it made her stop.

She turned back to him from the door, taking him in. He had pulled his shoulder along the spear, and away from the wall. Blood soaked his clothing, spreading from the wound. It looked painful, and everything in her wanted to go to him, but she reminded herself that the feelings she was having were not real.

"Do you think I will just allow you to leave?" Drocco bellowed, his eyes wild with anger.

“It will be easier for us both if you just let me disappear,” she said, fighting to keep her voice steady.

“Never!” Drocco bellowed. “Wherever you go, I will find you.”

“I’ll never submit to you the way you want, Drocco.”

“Oh, you will,” Drocco replied, gritting his teeth as he yanked his shoulder further down the spear, gouging it deeper as he pushed forward. “After you pay for attacking me, you will do whatever the fuck I want. You think it was bad before? I will destroy you!”

Even as his threat trembled through her, her mind was already clearing now that his scent wasn’t in her nose. “No you won’t,” Cailyn snapped, “because you will never see me again!”

She turned back toward the balcony as the vicious sound of his roar shot through her. Deep in her bones, she knew he was absolutely furious—more than she had ever seen him before. She had to hurry or she would never escape.

Filtering out all noise, she pulled together a thin sheet of magic on the balcony floor. Stepping onto it, she sat down, cross-legged and directed it shakily up into the air. Magic was not supposed to be used to carry weight, but she had no other choice. She wouldn’t survive if she went through the Palace.

Glancing into the room, she saw Drocco pulling his shoulder free of the spear. She gasped, losing focus, and the magical layer quivered underneath her. Desperate, she calmed her mind and stabilized the magic. Drocco ran toward her and she lifted the layer higher into the air. As Drocco entered the balcony and grabbed for her, she sailed over the railing, just out of his reach. She turned to look at him and they stared at each other as she moved further away. His eyes burned into her, his face contorted with anger, and his shoulder bloody and ripped. A shame bubbled within her at her actions. She shouldn’t have hurt him, it wasn’t normal to do that… She blinked and turned away as she sunk into the treetops, cursing her Omega instincts. She had had enough of fighting against them. She maneuvered through the trees and set about installing her blocks back in place, trying to block out the tortured, angry howl tearing through the air from the Alpha she left behind.