But it wasn’t her I saw as my power built around us like an oncoming storm; it was my sister. Ellis’s eyes were wide with fear, her lips parted on some word she hadn’t yet uttered and her arm tense where she was trying to pull free of Linda’s hold. She saw me then, the darkest, foulest parts of me, the unforgiving, ruthless creature which I had been trained to become whenever the need arose, and I didn’t like the reflection I found painted in her eyes.
