Lucas’s POV
Synthia glanced around the clearing, trying to size up her opponents, and inched towards the unmoving body of Aiden. As she stood in front of him protectively and raised her hands in defense, I rolled my eyes at her.
“Synthia baby, why are you trying to protect a dead man? And why are you trying to wear yourself out when you know it is futile to fight against this many of us? You are the Oracle. But even you are no match against an army of rogues and vampires. Not to mention me, who has powers on par with you.”
I may have been an average mage once, but not anymore. With my ability to control the other supernatural factions, no one stood a chance against me. Not even the Oracle. And soon, I will be even more powerful when I accomplish my mission. I knew that Synthia would com
