“I think he wanted to help,” I said gently. “It wasn’t enough,” Tory snarled and for a second darkness seemed to curtain her eyes. I frowned, a rush of powerful energy spilling into my body as if it came directly from where our hands met. A deep well of darkness seemed to open up inside me and as I pictured Darius’s face, I hated him too. I hated him so much I could feel it burning a path right through to my soul. And I wanted to drown in this dark feeling until it consumed me.
