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ALEX CASEY
As Odin and Tor Anderson played their music and I tried to wash away my fears with moonshine, Saga Anderson fought on the beach of Cauldron Lake. My husband stood a few feet away from me and I could tell he was nervous about the torture he was about to endure.
I couldn’t think about him being possessed again. I couldn’t think about the utter violation Scratch was about to commit again. I couldn’t think about losing Jash all because he had to play the hero.
I didn’t deserve any happiness.
If Jash didn’t survive tonight…I would kill myself.
The music stopped and I felt like I hadn’t drank in years. Saga and Kiran had managed to work together to trap Scratch in a cage. But it wouldn’t hold that gas cloud for long.
A pained scream tore itself from Alan’s throat as Scratch came out. It took no time to fly towards its target: me.
It had to be me. It should be me. Jash didn’t deserve what he thought was necessary.
“Me, you *******!” I cried out. “You want me! Alan needs me! You need me! What is Jash to him? Nothing! He’s only important to me!”
In the past I had screamed when in pain. I had screamed when Jash made love to me. But I had never screamed as loud as I was now as Scratch was going down Jash’s throat.
How could I still have this much pain left to feel?
In less than a blink of an eye Scratch used Jash’s hands to throw me towards Saga. I didn’t care when I crashed into her and only let out a grunt that seemed to come from someone else. She looked at me but I didn’t care about the pity in her eyes or the roughness with which Scratch tossed us both into Cauldron Lake.
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