No, get up. Fight for her. Find Tory.
Darius suddenly took hold of my arm, pulling me to my feet with worry in his eyes and cradling me in his strong arms carefully. “Are you alright?”
“I don’t know,” I admitted, tugging free of his grip and turning to the door with determination burning through my soul. “But it doesn’t matter. We have to get out of here. We have to get back to Tory.”
He nodded, though his eyes lingered on me with concern written into his strong features as I turned to the door and placed my hands against it, encouraging my earth Element to rise. It came heavily, like it was being dragged out of a sinkhole and I growled determinedly as I forced it to obey my command.
I blasted the door with the force of an earthquake, trying to break it off at its hinges, but the forcefield cast around it wouldn’t give.
“Lance!” I shouted. “Are you out there?”
“I’m here, Blue,” he replied darkly. “Don’t ask me to let you out. Gabriel instructed us to do this.”
“Good, then I know whose head to rip off first when I get free,” I snarled as Darius moved to my side, pressing his own magic into the door again as we worked to break it open together.
“It’s for the best, Darcy,” Gabriel’s voice carried to me next. “Do you really think I’d do anything that put either of you in danger?”
“So she’s not in danger?” I asked, hope spiralling through my chest.
“Well…” His hesitation made me snarl and Darius’s fist collided with the door again, a Dragon roar leaving him.
“Let us out!” I yelled.
“You’ll regret this. All of you,” Darius spat like an animal.
“When have I ever led you astray?” Gabriel asked calmly, and I wanted to punch him for that relaxed tone of his.
I knew he wouldn’t put Tory in direct danger, but she was still alone out there. And as tough as she was, it wouldn’t matter if Lavinia teamed up against her with a Nymph army.
“Please,” I begged. “Please let me go to her.”
“You need to rest,” Orion growled like a bossy asshole.
“What I need is my sister,” I snarled.
“Are you feeling okay?” Lance asked like I hadn’t just snapped at him.
“I’m fine,” I ground out.
“She collapsed again,” Darius said and I shot him a glare that marked him as a traitor.
He shrugged, showing me exactly where his loyalty lay and I punched him in the arm.
“You and your sister are violent women,” he muttered, though not like he had an issue with it.
I turned back to the door, anger swirling in me like a raging vortex. “You have no right to hold us here!”
“Trust Gabriel,” Orion urged.
“No,” I hissed, venom bleeding through my veins as a wild and violent creature rose up in me, ready to destroy the entire world for my other half.
Darius pummelled the door again, falling into a frenzy as he fought to get us out and I helped him for as long as I could before weakness rolled over me once more.
I was suddenly falling and Darius scooped me up in his arms before I hit the floor, moving to the bed and laying me down on it as he sat beside me, guiding healing magic into my flesh.
“I’ve got you, little shrew,” he murmured reassuringly, a soft, teddy bear of a Dragon peering down at me instead of a raging animal as I felt the truth of that statement.
“What’s wrong with me?” I whispered in fear, not wanting to voice it to anyone else but him. I didn’t want Orion or my brother to think I couldn’t look after myself. Not when Tory needed me, and I needed to convince them to let me go to her.
Darius frowned, feeling my forehead for a temperature then dropping his hand. “Maybe you’re sick,” he said weakly, but I shook my head, knowing what this was deep down, but I was terrified of admitting it.
“What is it?” he asked, clearly seeing something in my expression that gave my fears away. “No bullshit, shrew.”
I swallowed thickly, dragging the words up from the depths of my chest and letting them out. “Lavinia’s curse.”
The door opened and Orion shot into the room, passing through the forcefield as if it was nothing as he sped to my side. Darius charged at the door, slamming into the magic cast over it and crashing down onto the floor with a grunt.
Gabriel stepped over him, hurrying to my side and both he and Orion leaned over me, clearly having heard what I’d said. Orion gripped my face in his hands and examined my eyes, hunting for something that confirmed or denied it, but I wasn’t sure what he found.