do will not sit well with him.”
“What? What does that mean?”
Before Nathanial could answer her, Michael opened a door and said, “This is it.”
As soon as she stepped inside, Michael locked the door behind her and stood against it. What the hell is going on? A rush of adrenaline shot down her spine as she saw the only thing in the room—what looked like a dentist chair.
She shook her head and started to step back slowly. “What is that?”
Michael moved to speak but Nathanial held up his hand to silence him. “She doesn’t need to hear what you use it for, sadist.” Nathanial took her hands in his and told her gently, “You need to be restrained for this, princess. I need you to remain as still as possible.”
“You think I can’t hold still? I’m not a child, Nathanial.”
“This will be painful, Cora.”
“I’ve had his wolf poison inside me,” she said, eyeing Michael with disdain.
“This will be worse.”
She gulped.
“You are a sorceress of white light. Your body will reject the presence of my dark energy. Furthermore, the block that your father put in place was never meant to be removed. I will need to force it.”
“I…see,” she said, unable to conceal the fear that was now coursing through her like a tidal wave. “And, Michael? What will he do?”
“I will need to expend a great deal of power to remove the block. It means I will only be able to concentrate on one thing at once. Michael is here to stabilize your body, to prevent you from going into cardiac arrest, shock, or from sleeping. Unfortunately, you must remain awake so that you are at full strength. Whenever you sleep, your power is weaker and during this procedure you’ll need everything to sustain yourself.”
“Nathanial,” she croaked.
“I know. I’m sorry you have to endure this, Cora.”
“How long will it take?”
“I will do my best to make it as quick as possible. A few minutes.”
“Okay,” she said, slowly crossing to the chair.
She settled herself onto it. Michael left the door and secured cuffs to her wrists and ankles. She gasped with every sharp snap as each one locked into place. Michael moved behind her and pressed his hands to either side of her head. “Let me in, princess,” he said gently.
She allowed him access and she felt a brief burn. But it quickly subsided.
“I am ready, Nathanial,” he said.
Her eyes snapped to Nathanial as he approached her. He stood on her right side and hovered both his hands over her stomach. “It’s here,” he murmured to himself. “Okay.” He adjusted his weight and then told her, “I am sorry, Cora.”
His palms glowed brighter than she’d ever seen them.
And then he pressed them to her stomach.
She screamed as a pain unlike any she had ever felt before ripped through her entire body.
She bucked against her restraints, bellowing at the top of her lungs.
“Fuck! No! No! It hurts too much! Stop! Stop!” she screamed, tears streaming down her face.
Nathanial ignored and just kept going and concentrating on what he was doing.
“Be careful,” she heard Michael warning him. “Your power is limited here in the human realm. Don’t draw too hard.”
“Stop! Please…stop…stop,” Cora cried.
She screwed up her eyes against the pain.
A second later it was gone.
Michael’s hands left her.
She opened her eyes to see a sliver of what looked like a crystal floating on Nathanial’s palm. He squeezed it tightly and it disintegrated instantly from the sheer might of his power.
It took less than a few seconds for her strength to return, for her to feel her normal self again after such a horrendous experience. Clearly her power knew no bounds.
Suddenly, Nathanial wavered on his feet and collapsed onto the floor in a heap.
“Nathanial!” she screamed. “Michael, release me. Now.”
Michael did as she commanded and she dropped to her knees beside Nathanial.
Michael joined her and said, “He used too much power to make it quicker