Broken Hearts: Kaleigh's Revenge (Broken Wings Series) (9 page)

Chapter Fifteen

Kaleigh

Once Amelia was out of the room, we were able to move. I hated that she was so powerful. It made us useless and powerless. Now, she had Cordelia who knew where, or what she had planned. I looked around to make sure everyone was alright, only to see Gabe passed out. I ran to him to get him to wake up, but he wouldn’t.

“Come on, Gabe. Please wake up.” I was shaking him, but nothing was working and I started to panic.

“Darling, back up. I will help,” Arabella gently cooed in my ear.

She placed her hand over the dagger and said a little chant. The dagger disappeared, and then she placed her hands over the open wound and said a different chant, and the bleeding stopped. Gabe’s eyes flew open. He looked around frantically and when he saw me he smiled. Then
Arabella got up and walked over to be with Dean. She looked so pale and weak. I just hoped the baby was okay.

I sat next to Gabe while he held me. As I relished in the feel of his arms around me, Bridget’s fidgeting form caught my attention. She was pacing back and forth and mumbling incoherently to herself. I just hoped when this was over I could help her. Then I looked at Cameron, who was in an intense conversation with Anna. I was so glad she decided to help.
That made me think about Cordelia. Her face looked so hurt when she found out about the new baby. I had no idea why, but I got the feeling it was because she didn’t want to share Dean so soon after finding him. Now, Amelia had her, and who knew what lies were being feed to that girl.

“What are you thinking about?”

I looked up to Gabe “Cordelia. She was hurt by Dean and I just wonder where her head is. I don’t want anything to happen to her.”

“I know, Babe.” He gave me a soft kiss and then urged me to stand. “Well, we shouldn’t just sit here. We need to look around for clues.”

I told everyone to look around for any clues of what Amelia had planned. As we were looking, I noticed something shiny in the corner and I walked toward it. I bent down to pick it up, noticing that and it was an engagement ring.

“Dean? Is this Amelia’s engagement ring?”

He walked to me and grabbed it. “Yes, it is. I can’t believe she kept it. I thought she would have burnt it by now.”

“Well, maybe she still loves you. She is mentally messed up in the head.” That was Anna; I gave her an evil look and she backed away.

“Maybe, but it doesn’t change anything. I do not love her anymore. I did years ago, but she chose her fate.”

We all just stood there looking at Dean. I didn’t know what to say to that. Then the door flew open and Kale walked in. He looked so different. His black wings were out and he was glowing black. I’d never seen a dark angel with his wings out. His eyes were also glowing black—it was like he was a totally different person. He looked at me and Gabe with so much hate in his eyes. I was shocked and couldn’t move. It felt like time just stopped and everyone stopped moving.  He shot a lightning bolt toward me and I knew I was going to die. I was going to be with my parents; all this pain and suffering would end. I wasn’t going to close my eyes. I wanted to look my killer in the face as he murdered me. Then I saw fiery red hair jump in front of me and fall to the floor. I looked at Dean and he disappeared and reappeared behind Kale with his white wings spread out behind him. He took his hands to Kale’s neck and twisted it. I heard the bone crunching snap, and then Kale fell to the floor. Then I fell to the floor, thinking this was all a dream. That Anna didn’t just jump in front of the bolt to save me like Daniel did—that she was not lying on the ground taking her last breath. My heart felt like it stopped for the
hundreth time since the battle had started. I looked around the room and everyone was running to be with Anna. People were talking, but I couldn’t make out what was being said. I looked at Anna just lying there holding onto Arabella’s hands and shaking her head no. What was she saying no to? The room finally got back to normal and I could hear again.

“
Arabella, it’s too late. I’m at peace. I did what I was supposed to do and it’s time to let me go.”

I had tears running down my face, and then Anna looked over to me. “Kaleigh, I’m sorry that I hurt you and Cameron, but promise me you will find Cordelia. She really loves Cameron, and I can see they are meant to be together.”

I grabbed her hand. “I promise, Anna.”

She mouthed thank you, and then closed her eyes. She took her last breath, and I screamed and got up and started to throw stuff. I went to Amelia’s spell book, but when I was about to throw it, something caught my eye. I stopped to read it and my hand flew to my mouth in shock. I turned around to Dean.

“Dean, I know what Amelia has in store for Cordelia and it’s not good at all.”

He walked over to me and grabbed the book from my hands. “Over my dead body! She will not cast this spell on my daughter.”

He started out the room and we all followed. He was yelling Amelia’s name in a rage. His wings were still out and flapping around. He was slamming his fist into walls, and each time his fist hit a wall more blood poured out. He didn’t tell anyone what that spell was and no one asked. It was bad, so very bad, I hoped we were not too late to save her. We rounded a corner to see there were dead creatures all over the floors. The stench was horrid. I had to cover my mouth because it smelled like burnt flesh. I saw some of our friends dead as well, and felt that familiar sadness overcome me once more.             

“Amelia, if you do this to
my
daughter I will break your neck in half! Do you her me, you self-righteous bitch? I will kill you!”

I jumped back in shock. I’d never heard Dean that upset. I had no doubt that he would kill her without a thought. We were coming up to the end of the hallway and there was a huge door. Dean blasted it open to reveal a library. We all followed him into the
gorgeous room. It was hard to believe a room like that existed in The Dark Castle. The books were very old and vintage, and I had the urge to sit for hours and scour the shelves. But I knew there were more important things to do right now. As we walked to the back of the library, we saw Cordelia on the ground holding her head as if she were in pain. She turned to look at us all and screamed.

Dean slammed his hand on a bookshelf and it knocked it over. “We are too late,” he grit out between his teeth, anger and sadness mixing to deepen his voice. “It has been done.”

Chapter Sixteen

Cordelia

When I opened my eyes, I noticed I was in some sort of library, and Amelia had a death grip on my arm. She was pissed because she missed the blood moon. Deep inside, I was grinning like fool. She couldn’t kill my father now. Yes, I felt betrayed, because I felt like he was casting me aside for a new child—the problem child for the new child who came with a clean slate. But he was going to be safe, and that was what was important. Amelia had what she wanted—me.

“You have me now. Please leave them all alone,” I begged her.

She laughed. “You are a silly girl. It doesn’t work like that. You should know that by now.”

“What do you have planned for me? Why don’t you just kill me to get it over with?”

“Can you please shut up? I need to find a book.” I started to walk behind her and I was about to put up my force field when she zapped me and I was bound again. I fell to the floor and I just sat there watching her talk to herself and looking through different books. I wish I knew what she had planned.

I started to think of my father, who was now expecting a baby with someone else. I felt like the new baby would replace me and he would forget about me.

“Yes, Cordelia, that will happen, but what I have planned will take away all of your pain.”

“Can you please leave my thoughts alone?”

She looked at me and just shook her head. “I found what I was looking for.” She grabbed the book off the shelf and walked to a table that was next to me. It had black
candles, a pentagram cloth, what looked like a vial of blood, a goblet, and some incense. I watched as she lit all the candles and poured the vial of whatever that was into the goblet. Then she pulled out an athame and cut her hand. I watched as the blood dripped into the goblet. She grabbed the goblet and the athame, and walked toward me. She grabbed my arm. I had a feeling I Knew what was coming, so I tried hard to yank from her grasp, but it didn’t work. She sliced my arm and I watched the blood drip into the goblet. Now my blood was mixed with hers.

“Yes, that was blood in that vial,” she said, reading my mind again. “It was blood
the of our ancestor, Abigale. She was the most powerful witch of all time, until you and I came along.”

“Was she a white witch?”

She slammed down the goblet and turned to me. “Do you really have to ask?”

By her reaction, I knew the answer to my question, but I still didn’t understand why she was mixing our blood together, or how she got the blood of a woman who had been dead for over 300 years.
             

“Hell, will you shut your mind off? You are really bugging me.”

I watched as she added herbs into the goblet, followed by wax from the black candle. She mixed up the contents in the goblet and walked over to me. She lifted the cup high in the air and said a chant in a language that sounded like Latin. I had no idea what she was saying. The window behind us crashed open and lightning striked.  She took my head and tilted it back, forcing the stuff down my throat. I tried to spit it back up, but I couldn’t. It was so nasty, all I wanted to do was throw it all up. Just when I was about to give myself the Heimlich to rid my body of the vile liquid, I heard a loud crash coming from the front of the library. My throat began to burn. It was on fire, and my skin felt like it had millions of ants crawling on me and biting me. I fell to the ground and felt like clawing my throat out because of the pain. I heard voices and looked up to see Cameron, Kaleigh, Arabella, and my father. I screamed out in pain.

I fell to the floor and heard Amelia speak up. “Well, since you all ruined plan A, I just went to plan B. You should know I always get what I want, Dean.”

“What is happening to me? Please help me!” I screamed, desperate for relief.

Cameron ran for me, but Dean stopped him. Then I heard something that I never wanted to hear. “No, Cameron. She is evil now; Amelia has changed her.”

No, this can’t be happening,
I thought but I knew in my heart that I was changing. I was becoming something that I never wanted to be—evil. I looked at the window, ran for it, and before anyone could stop me I turned and sent a blast that knocked everyone back.  Then I jump out of the window and ran. I ran so fast and hard that my legs burned from the exertion. I needed to get away from it all. No one would be safe now.
No one.

Chapter Seventeen

Dean

I was holding onto Cameron so he didn’t do anything stupid, but I knew how he felt. I wanted to help my baby girl too. After we watched Cordelia leave through the window, I went invisible and reappeared behind Amelia. She tried to put up her force field, but she was too late. I grabbed her by her neck and I wanted to snap it like I just did with Kale. But I needed her to know the hatred I felt within me.

Arabella walked toward the front of the library holding up her hands. She knew I was upset and angry. “Dean darling, please don’t.”

I squeezed Amelia’s neck tighter. “Tell me why I shouldn’t kill her right now.” 

“Because, Dean, you know the prophet states that Cordelia needs to kill her. Plus, she needs to remain alive to help turn her daughter back to normal.”

“Kill me, Dean, because there is no way I will change our daughter back. Not for another thirteen years.”

Kaleigh and Gabe walked toward the front as she spoke up. “Dean, Gabe and I have an idea,” Kaleigh told me. “Why not lock her away in the dungeon below my parents’ house? Have Arabella cast a spell to enchant it so no evil can be released or enter?”

That was a good idea, but I never wanted to kill someone more than I did Amelia. I looked into
Arabella’s eyes and saw that she didn’t want me to kill yet another person. No matter what my personal feelings, I couldn’t do that to the love of my life.

“Fine! We will do that, but I command that none of you leave this country. Do I make myself clear? We will all stay at Kaleigh and Cameron’s parents’ house and come up with a new plan to save my daughter. Now, the rest of you go and clean up this mess that was created downstairs. Bury our dead and burn all of Amelia’s beings. Also, I want all those creatures that were created to be gone. Kill them all.
Arabella and I will be up in white city. Amelia here, will tell me where The Old Ones are—I have somethings to talk to them about.”

They all nodded and didn’t say a word. “
Arabella, bind her and put this bitch to sleep. I will carry you both back to the White City.”

I watched as
Arabella bound Amelia, and then she said a chant and Amelia went limp in my arms. I raised my hand and blast the side of the building out. I grabbed Arabella and Amelia, and my white wings came to life so we could take off into the night sky. Arabella grabbed hold of me and was holding onto me really tight as if she were afraid I would drop her. I would never let anything happen to her or my son. I looked off into the distance and I could see that the fallen city was still engulfed in flames. As I flew over, I could hear the screams and the cries of the fallen angels. I really wanted to go down there and rescue them all, but I needed to get this witch locked up. I finally saw the light as we approached The White City. As we flew over, I looked down and I could see the same destruction as The Fallen City. More flames and bodies laid along the streets. My heart couldn’t take anymore.

We finally arrived to Luke and Luna’s home and I flew down and retracted my wings, walking in the door. I missed this beautiful house and I knew where they kept the dungeons. I walked through the kitchen to the door that was off the side beside the stove. I saw that it had a lock on it so I raised my hand and
Arabella backed up behind me as I blasted the door right off the hinges.

We walked down the steps, into the basement. It smelled like mold and mildew. The temperature was really cold, but I didn’t care. This woman had hurt my daughter; she didn’t deserve to be warm and comfortable. I saw rats running around and water was dripping from the walls.
Good,
I thought menacingly
, she’d have someone to keep her company. Poor rats.

I saw the cell at the end, so I walked over to it and opened the steel door and threw her in. She bounced off the wall and woke up. Before she could teleport,
Arabella was there saying a spell that I couldn’t understand.

“You won’t get away with this, ever!” Amelia screamed. “My creatures will kill the rest of them and you will be left with no one.”

I walked up to the cell and grabbed her neck through the bars. “You listen here, you psychotic bitch—you have ruined everything you have ever touched. Once I get my daughter back, I hope she does what the prophet says and kills you without blinking her eyes. You are dead inside, and you are heartless and a coward. I don’t know how I could have ever loved someone as ruthless, and ugly, as you.”

I started to squeeze harder until
Arabella grabbed my arm. I dropped Amelia and she gasped for air. “You did this to me, Dean.”

“You deserved it. Now, tell me where The Old Ones are.”

She laughed. “Like I would tell you.”

I raised my hand and shocked her with a low blast, just enough to hurt her and not kill her. She screamed so loud, begging me to stop. “Please stop. I will tell you. They are hiding out underground, below The White City.”

“Arabella, go upstairs and stay there. I don’t want you or our baby in danger of this bitch. Wait for the others to return and heal them. Make sure no one leaves here once they get back.” I gave her a kiss and I walked out of the dungeon and out the back door. I opened my wings and headed to where the underground started on the outskirts of the city. I flew so fast, not knowing what I would do to those traitors. They were supposed to be fair, but they had decided to work with the one person that had destroyed our sacred city. Once I got to the opening, I blasted my way through. Once I could see the tunnels, I heard the screams. I retracted my wings and walked down the tunnels, following the screams. It, too, smelled like mold and mildew. Halfway through the tunnels, I saw a sword hanging on the wall. I grabbed it and continued walking. I finally caught up to them. There stood my worst enemy, Abem.

“Dean, please don’t stoop to Amelia’s level.”

“You worked alongside her, Abem. You knew her plan to kill my daughter.”

“You
lied to us, Dean. You knew she was alive.”

“And you knew about the damn prophet. I didn’t want my daughter to be an experiment to dark magic.”

Abem started to walk toward me. As he was about to blast me with lightning, I went invisible and reappeared beside him and cut off his head. The other six Old Ones ran at me, and my wings sprung to life. I leaped in the air and came down and sliced each one of them. Blood spilled out all over the stone floor. I fell to my knees and as I did the sword fell from my hands. I was covered in blood. Suddenly, I felt the sharp pain in my shoulders and along my back. It felt like I was being stabbed, and that my wings were being ripped from my body. But I know that wasn’t the case. I had just murdered all The Old Ones in cold blood. My vision started to blur, when something caught my eye. My wings were no longer white. They had turned red, like the color of blood.

“What have I done?”