Colt Book 3

VIOLET

I was surrounded by celestite, pure and clear quartz, as well as parts of larimar and touches of amethyst.

I had created the perfect grid of crystals.

Usually, a grid would be set up in a zone I was going to connect with high energies.

However, in this case, I was in a trance as I watched my image walk toward me, a darkness, a soullessness to her eyes.

One should be afraid. However, she had never scared me, even with her tainted soul.

“Go back to masters, Vee Vee,” she whispered from the shadows, walking around the protection of the grid. I knew she was low energy, as she wasn’t getting through the grid.

She was darkened.

“Go back to masters, Vee Vee,” she whispered behind me, sending the hairs on my neck up.

“My life is pointless, I have no value, I have no mission on this earth.”

I remained sitting cross-legged in the trance while looking at my sister.

“One with no point has no right being here.”

She knew why I was in this cave. She knew exactly what I wanted to happen.

I wanted to die in this cave.

I had set the grid up for my energy to prepare to expel it into the universe. I hadn’t eaten since arriving at the cave, wasn’t planning on it either.

Because I was ready to expel.

Hell, I would even go into the soulless darkness my sister was in rather than this.

Scorp’s burning words, “to leave,” stung my heart.

He wanted me gone. I thus should leave the earth.

“You know your purpose, Vee Vee.”

Her voice twisted just slightly, and I looked up, seeing her fingers pointing to my wrist.

I looked down at the chained tattoo, my mark of slavery. My mark that I belonged to masters.

I betrayed Scorp.

I betrayed the love he had grown for me.

I had also killed his first love.

That bullet was meant for me, not Charlotte. I had seen the aura of death following her.

However, I thought she must be sick. I never thought that I was to cause her death.

But three lives were taken when that bullet went off.

That bullet ended Charlotte’s life.

That bullet shattered Colt’s moral compass. I saw it on his face as the bullet went through her skull.

I also could tell by his reaction that nothing would bring him back from ending an innocent woman’s life.

Then there was the relationship that was to form out of Scorp and me, and the life we would have created.

Amethyst was meant to be a beautiful girl. She had Scorp’s eyes and the heart of a lioness.

She was my and Scorp’s child.

Which was to never happen.

Because Scorp and I were to never be again; the life we were meant to have died when Colt pulled that trigger, though, to be fair, my life path changed before that.

It changed when I betrayed Scorp and his club.

I betrayed him. I…. Tears came to my eyes, and I looked at my sister.

It was her, but to be fair, I’d made the life choices, so I must live with them, which meant the life I was to live with Scorp just wasn’t meant to be.

My life path changed, thus leading me to this moment in the cave.

My finger ran over the tattoo, and I knew then what I should do.

Until my eyes went up, and while my sister was in her traced position, I saw eyes behind her.

Looking closer at the shadow, I saw Reed.

I moved, breaking the trace, and the lower energies disappeared.

I ground my teeth.

Did this Reed have a message for me? Did he come to warn me?

He was no friend, but I had connected with lower energies, and sometimes their messages were tainted and twisted.

Then again, wasn’t Reed still alive?

Colt hadn’t killed him.

ELLIOT

My mother was clicking her tongue, looking at Reed.

“You weren’t supposed to try and kill Summer, Reed.”

She sipped from her cup of tea and then looked for me.

“As for you, you need to learn your place. You’re hardly a real man. If your father was here…”

She clicked her tongue again.

“Let’s get this over with. I have a park to visit.”

I frowned. What did she mean by that? What the hell would my mother have to do at a park?

She gestured with her head for me to take care of Reed, and then before he turned around, I lifted my gun, shooting him in the back of the head.

“I liked that rug.” Mother gave me a look. One of her famous looks.

Fear didn’t come naturally to me, but I feared my mother.

Cold, calculating, and ruthless were three words to describe her.

“Do you need my help getting Summer?” I asked her, only to score another one of her favorite looks.

“If you hadn’t touched her, I would have grandchildren by now, my legacy going on. Instead, the woman I approved of is off with that common whore of a man known as your stepbrother.”

The disgust was clear in her voice as she mentioned Colt.

“Speaking of the Devil, where is he?”

“Reno,” I answered her, only to get a scowl from her.

“Keeping tabs on him?”

“Always.”

“Don’t,” she hissed, placing her cup of tea down.

“He never deserved anyone to care about him. He is to rot in Reno. He won’t come back from this. His father had the weakness, that need to protect women.”

She clicked her tongue again. “Never liked that in a male, to think that a woman can’t carry her sins.”

I smirked just slightly.

“I made Colt think that the old man was deep into trafficking. Left out the fact that you moved the chess pieces.”

That brought a sick smile to her.

“To wonder what he would think now of his son. I’m sure he would turn in his grave knowing how much of a disappointment of a man he is.”

I scoffed. “He would be proud. Don’t think he was capable of another emotion toward Colt.”

‘Wasn’t speaking about Colt.”

Her eyes locked with mine. “You’re the disappointing one.”

She looked down at the rug. “Get that stain out, Alfie.”

I gritted my teeth but nodded my head, as I knew when it came to her, she always made sure to have the final word.

I wasn’t sure what I hated more, her being back or that she continued to call me Alfie, a name that only ever sounded like disrespect on her tongue.