Bram;
"They're draining her," I whisper wickedly, letting the words settle slowly.
"Every second I stay like this, her life force is being used to keep me here… in her form," I inform, and his breathing changes.
Sharper now.
He didn't suspect that part. He thought I just looked, sounded, and acted like Alana with no contribution from Alana?? Oh, how naive…
"Now you know. That's the cost of this kind of magic. Something has to give." I continue, straightening again.
I step back slightly, looking down at him as he struggles to push himself up again.
He's stubborn. I'll give him that. But that isn't going to save him tonight.
For weeks, he's been giving me bullshit! Yell at me. Scowling at me, snapping at me and embarrassing me. I was gonna let him off the hook, but he kept pushing, and now he's a problem I must attend to.
I kick him again. Harder this time, though the body I'm using still doesn't deliver the force I want.
