Bella
The pain ripped through me. Bradley’s attack was silent. He sent his power out and through me. And it took everything I had, every ounce of strength not to curl up into a ball and scream in agony.
His patronising voice seemed to come from far away. I could barely hear it. Louder was the voice in my head. The deep masculine voice told me to lift my head. That I had to get up.
I had to remember whose daughter I was.
My wings unfurled as I heaved myself to my feet and my voice when I called out to Bradley was strong.
I sounded stronger than I felt.
“Why not tell everyone the truth?” It was my voice that spoke but I didn’t seem to have any control over my words. They flowed out of my mouth. “You are jealous.”
Bradley’s wrath was instant and loud. The trees bent like they had been
