Chapter 279
Chapter 279
‘There’s that soul shit again.’ Aero mutters. ‘I don’t understand how someone can see a soul.’
“Are you saying her soul is tainted?” I ask Abraxas. I wasn’t sure what to think of him saying he could see souls. At one time, I also didn’t think someone could be bound four times. I’ve learned a lot in the last couple of years.
“More like it has cracks in it.”
“Cracks?” Aero and I mutter in unison
“Everyone’s soul starts off as a small ball of light. It grows as the person grows, gradually taking shape of the person. Sometimes, it gets to a certain size and never grows anymore because a person is trapped in a cycle that they can’t get out of. Others, like those who have experienced levels of trauma, develop cracks. When the cracks meet, the soul breaks along with that person.”
“How bad are hers?”
“She should have broken long ago.”
“Is that how the darkness got in?”
“No.”
“How can you be sure?”
“It was already there, just waiting to be freed.” He laughs to himself. “Do you know, I’ve never really spoken to Lycans before, or Rogues. I’ve spent years watching, hunting, killing. Listening to them plead for their petty lives. I have to admit, Neah was not at all what I was expecting.”
“So if her soul is cracked. What’s keeping her together?”
“Still figuring that out. Got anymore beer?”
“No, limited amount.”
“Because of Blondie’s issues, gotcha!” He smirks at me with a cocked eyebrow. “You don’t believe me, do you Dane?”
He gets to his feet and takes the empty bottle to the bin. “You believe in Witch magic though, don’t you?”
“Let’s say you are telling the truth. You said her darkness was waiting to be freed. You are talking about her Lycan, right?”
“Bingo. But you’ve been wondering that for a while, haven’t you?” He sits back down opposite me. “Neah has a surprisingly good level of control over her Lycan. I watched her force the darkness back out. Something I have never seen before.”
“Never?”
“Not once.”
He seemed to be fascinated with her. I couldn’t tell if it was a good or a bad thing. But if you linked it to how much he hated Lycans and Rogues, it wasn’t a good sign. I had to find a way to make sure he was on her side.
“How do I help her deal with her Lycan if Nyx is causing the problems?”
“Who knows.” He shrugs his shoulders at me. “Her cracks show that she shouldn’t be here. She is constantly fighting with her Lycan. Bound four times and survived” He keeps talking to himself. Listing all the things that I already know.
He looks at me. “Maybe binding her is what saved her.”
“You are deranged if you think I’m binding her.” How fucking dare he think that’s even an option.
“You are not listening to me Dane. You asked me what was holding her together.” He drums his hand on the table, working through things in his mind. “Humans are full of cracks. Little tiny ones that snake through their soul. None of them ever quite meeting each other.”
He grabs Dorothy’s colouring book from the corner of the table and flips to a blank page, quickly drawing me a body.
“Humans crack all the time. Pressure, stress, money worries. But each of their cracks become a part of them. They learn from it. Basically like putting a plaster on the edges. Some humans end up in psych wards when their cracks start to tumble apart.”
“Neah isn’t human.”
“I’m not saying she is. But she almost was. Her body learned to defend itself. To survive. A cracked soul isn’t something we can heal from Dane, yet somehow, she has managed to stop the cracks spreading further.”
His lips curve up into a smile. “Fascinating.”
“Fascinating?”
“Just when I thought I knew everything there is to know with Rogues and Lycans, something new comes along.” His hazel eyes are wide with delight, they give him a sinister look. One that I didn’t like.
“You won’t touch her.” I warn him
“I won’t touch her, can’t say the same about the other two.” He winks at me. I assume he means Damien and Mallory, not the twins. Though I have no intention of letting him kill any of them.