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chapter sixty two
Power is power.No matter how you go about it, if you are having the ability to compel or control anyone, then you are having the power over them.First, I was trying to impress those men who think they know me well enough to send me after Xavier. I have the codex which contained everything I ever needed.It was hard juggling my school life with the life I was trying to live now, or should I say the life Celeste was trying to make me live."See you tomorrow at school," she said slowly, looking at me. She was about to zoom off when I placed a hand on the car. "Tell me why you are doing all of this? You don't even need to come back to school, but you can because of what? Are you jealous, or should I say you care about the ladies that I talk to?""You all Turners think highly of yourselves. But the truth remains that you are vulnerable, Eli. You are emotional, and trust me, that won't get you anywhere. You should know that by now. Xavier is taken care of, but I need him to give us what w
chapter sixty one
Celeste’s silence told me more than words ever could. She hadn’t killed Xavier. Not yet, at least. Which meant he was out there, breathing, plotting, waiting for me to make my move so he could strike first.I straightened my shoulders and glanced at her, but she didn’t meet my eyes. She was already walking ahead, her hand brushing lightly against the glass doors as the guards opened them. I followed, my footsteps echoing in the vast marble hallway. The further we went, the colder the air became. It wasn’t the kind of cold that came from air conditioners — it was the kind that came from keeping secrets.“Celeste,” I said quietly, matching her pace. “You didn’t answer me. Where’s Xavier?”She stopped walking. Her reflection glimmered faintly against the black marble wall, her lips pressed into a thin line. “If I wanted Xavier dead,” she said, “he’d be dead. But sometimes the living are more useful than the dead.”I frowned. “You’re keeping him alive?”“Not me,” she replied. “Them.”“Th
chapter sixty
What have I got to lose? Maybe it was time I stop fighting it and accept what I was. I was a Turner. The heir apparent to my father's vast lands and properties. The moment I closed the door of the car, I knew that there was no turning back. There was no coming back from what was going to happen next. Celeste’s lips curved into a smile. Like she was pleased with what I had CHOOSEN. " Now, can we go back to the main reason why I am doing all of this? Wanna tell me who is behind Xavier and why he is the main target?" “You want to know who is behind Xavier?” she asked slowly, tilting her head as if she was testing me. “Yes,” I said. “You keep saying there’s a bigger enemy. Stop going in circles and tell me.” Her eyes flickered, and for a moment I thought she would finally open up. But she just leaned back in her seat, crossed one leg over the other, and stayed silent. The car kept moving, the tinted glass hiding us from the crowd outside. “Celeste,” I said again, my voice loud
chapter fifty nine
Celeste shoved me into the back of the limousine and smiled. "You need to stop using your power like that. You are meant for something much more." I still don't understand what she meant. One minute she was all over me asking me to prove myself, and the next she was asking me to take things cool."Isn't this what you have always wanted? To show you I was not some boy but rather a man. I thought you wanted this?" The air was tense. Celeste looked at me and smiled. "Yes. But they are just teens, and you are something more. You have this power, and you are the family's heir. You need to stop acting on some teen instincts. I want you to want more. Not just revenge on Jordan for taking your girl." The word was painful. I guess Celeste didn't understand how I felt then before this power. I was vulnerable, and I was scared of Jordan. He was always coming for me, always calling me names while I had to obey. I still wonder why my grandmother did not tell me I had such a lineage when I coul
chapter fifty eight
I hit the floor with a loud thud. My ears rang like broken bells, and the taste of blood filled my mouth. The pain spread quickly, but it only made the heat inside me grow stronger.I looked up at Jordan. His chest was rising and falling fast, his lips curved into a cruel smile. He thought he had won. He thought I was weak.The students gasped around us. Some were whispering. Some were still recording. And in that moment, I felt trapped between two choices.I could release the power that was burning inside me and show everyone what I really was. Or I could hold it in and let Jordan humiliate me again.But my grandmother’s face came to me. Her smile. The last day I saw her before she died. The logo on Xavier’s ring, glowing in the dark. I was sure I had seen the same logo on him and I knew I was right but what I didn't understand was why my grandmother was killed. She was not a threat to anyone so why now? My chest tightened. I was not going to live small anymore.I wiped the blood
chapter fifty seven
The truth behind my grandmother's death was all that mattered to me. I don't care if it was the only thing I get to do before I leave the world. She meant the whole world to me. And I had seen the same logo I saw on Xavier. Could he have killed my grandma?It was dark, but I know what I saw. As I walked into the school compound, I felt completely lost. Celeste had promised to tell me the whole truth if only I manned up. I let out a sigh with my head bowed slightly. I was just a teen with a lot of expectations on my shoulders. My powers were supposed to be hidden, but I think some of the students knew already. I could see the way they looked at me and how they tried to stay out of my way. I was not bothered actually. I have a lot on my plate right now. I needed to impress Celeste and show her I was growing fast into the man she wanted me to be. I still don't know anything about her, and I was not sure why I needed to impress her. I remembered she had been the one to come lookin
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