The memory moves once again to Kaif’s son, killing Luna with the dagger instead of Hades, trapping her soul forever in the stone’s portal. I can feel her rage that her son didn’t recognize her, didn’t know who she was. It’s heartbreaking to watch as she begs and pleads with her son to remember who she is to him.
He looks confused and torn before Luna turns on Kaif, who begs her to stay before she tries to kill him. In turn, her son chooses his father and the man who raised him over the woman who birthed him.
Then, I watched the curse Hades bestowed on him before I watched Kaif kill each and everyone one of his mates. His curse turned him darker with each one, and for a while, he gave up. He killed the last three before me when they gave birth and didn’t even allow the mother to hold their children. Just let them give birth before ending them, unable to endure the torment of keeping them, unable to watch them try to hurt their children.
Now, I can understand why all his mates lost their minds. With this, I can only see him killing them, the monstrous side of him. The only difference is I know the reason behind their deaths. Why he did it, he wouldn’t allow the woman he loved to kill the child he helped create.
The last one is brutally horrible to witness, and I clench my eyes shut as Kaif quite literally rips her apart. Her screams will forever haunt me. For years, I lived with their attempts to kill the children, but never saw the outcome of whether they succeeded.
“It’s nearly over, Marabella, but you have to mark Kaif now; when you wake, you will obtain their madness,” Dominic mutters.
“What?” I gasp.
“You’re strong enough to endure it, you have before,” he tries to assure me.
I choke and sputter, staring at the woman’s dead body. I shake my head, not wanting to suffer their fate, not wanting Kaif to suffer for killing me.
“I know you can endure it. You did for Rose, that hatred, that darkness; you’ve always contained it, but now it will be unleashed. Remember who you are, Marabella, remember what you are,” Dominic urges.
“I am darkness; I can’t be more than that. What sort of monster would it make me?” I ask, petrified.
“The sort that can kill a God, you are the Moon Goddesses daughter, you are the key to breaking this curse. You just have to remember what comes with darkness, is light,” Dominic says.
“I don’t understand, just tell me. Why is everything a riddle?” I furrow my brows.
“I can’t; I would if I could. What. Comes. With. Darkness. Is. Light! Think Marabella,” Dominic says. “Find the balance! You are one part of it!”
One part of it? My brain tries to dissect the hidden meaning in his words.
One part.
Balance.
Light.
But I am darkness incarnate, the darkest parts of the Moon.
My eyes widen with newfound clarity. I may be dark, but my other half is light. Balance. Light and Dark. Together we’re whole, infinite. Together we are the Gemini.
“Eziah!” I gasp.
“For you are the Gemini twins,” Dominic says with a smile.
“Get the stones, break the curse, set me free, and I will take care of the rest. I just need Celeste grimoires. Get me the grimoires!” Dominic says.
“From where? How do I give them to you?” I ask him.
“Break the curse, set me free,” Dominic says, vanishing.
I gasp at the sensation that rushes through me. Like I am falling off a steep cliff, the air flows so fast around me that I scream. Clutching at air, my head aches as pain rattles through my skull. I scream before slamming back into my body. My scream is deafening and I lurch upright. Only to be met with the sounds of glass breaking and a dark room. Glowing eyes peer back at me. The glowing eyes of my mates.
“You’re okay, Ella, you’re okay,” Kyan whispers, clutching my arms in his warm hands. I suck in a breath, looking around the room, and Jonah gets off the bed when the lights start flickering.
“Generators are kicking in,” Jonah murmurs, looking out the window. He steps closer to the window and peers out. “But she knocked the power out to the entire city,” he says, and I gasp.
Marabella
The lights flicker a few times before the generator kicks in, and they remain on. An ominous feeling settles in and surrounds me. Both Jonah’s and Kyan’s phones start ringing loudly, breaking the silence, and I am startled by the noise. Kyan snatches his phone off the bedside table and glances at it before chucking it to Jonah.
“Floor Manager,” Kyan says as Jonah catches it. He picks up his own phone that is on charge. He looks down at the screen, cocking a brow, and looking back at Kyan.
“And I get security,” Jonah says, quickly answering it. He rejects the call on Kyan’s phone before walking over to the closet and pulling a shirt on. He talks to whoever is on the phone with him, before hanging up and coming out of the closet dressed in black slacks and a button-up shirt. Despite the current situation, I take a second to appreciate how good he looks, my Jonah, my mate. Mine!
“I’ll handle this. Will you be alright alone with Mara?” Jonah asks, eyeing me worriedly. I can feel his concern and hesitance through the bond. Kyan nods and waves him off before Jonah comes over and kisses me on my forehead. He moves back and gives me a wink, before placing his hand on Kyan’s shoulder and giving him a nod. Jonah then leaves the room and the apartment. Kyan watches him go before turning back to face me.