{Isabella}
I crumbled when Genevieve slammed me back down on the ground. I felt a spark of fire in my palm erupt. She smiled. "You see, there was weakening powder sprinkled on your bed so that even if you never ate the food, you would be incredibly weak."
"How come I couldn't feel it?" I groaned as I felt my ribs collapsing. Wobbly, on my feet, I stumbled to move away from them.
"It's not meant for you to know," Tyler grunted and picked me up by the neck. I pressed my heated palm to his hand but he chuckled. "Fire does not work on demons."
I choked to form words because he kept adding pressure to my neck. "How about ice," I said and pressed my palm to his hand again. He let go in a hissing fit. He was tall, ginormous you could say so I only took five feet before I reached t
