Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 106600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 533(@200wpm)___ 426(@250wpm)___ 355(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 533(@200wpm)___ 426(@250wpm)___ 355(@300wpm)
“This weapon will only respond to you and it’s so much more than meets the eye. My assassins and I can show you how to use it. Join us just once and see how it feels.”
“Can I think about it?”
He throws his head back and gives a throaty laugh. The sound is soothing and forces me to want to let my guard down. However, he moves in that measured pace to lace his fingers together, not closing his palms.
My curiosity is piqued as laugh lines that weren’t there before appear around his eyes making him look older and more relaxed. It softens his face, giving a gentler appearance.
“The two of you are just alike. Ardan can be stubborn too. He is used to being independent like you.
“My friend has never asked his brothers for help. He has learned to adapt to be everything to everyone—no matter the toll it has taken on himself.
“He will split himself in two to accomplish his goals, literally. Of the four brothers, he’s the one who has mastered being in two places at one time.
“Why? Because he doesn’t want to look weak to the others. He doesn’t want to fail. I don’t think he realizes the strength it takes to wield a dual presence,” Kenji says.
“Why are you telling me this?”
“I see Ardan struggling. He wants to allow you to find your way to him in your own timing, but he needs you. He needs all of you.”
I tilt my head and narrow my eyes at him. He gives me a bright smile. Folding my arms over my chest, I sit back in my seat and purse my lips.
“Okay, I hear what you’re saying, but I’m catching what you’re not. What is it you know about me that you’re trying to spin?”
His smile grows so wide it looks unreal. I begin to feel as if I’ve just stepped into his trap. Ardan’s warnings fill my head.
“Do you not feel it? You have been walking with it all this time.” He pauses and tilts his head to mirror mine. “Has Ardan told you much about me?”
“He has shared some.”
“You understand I have the power to manipulate and transfer spirits.”
“I was told your assassins relinquish their souls to you,” I reply.
“Ah, yes. They do, but I can give them back or place them in another vessel.”
“Okay.”
“Some spirits just need the right vessel to flourish in life. A pure heart with pure intention can make the difference when it comes to a moral compass.
“Vengeance looks different with the right heart. True power looks different in the hands of the right being.”
“So the riddles have begun. He told me about those too. I’m a straight shooter, Kenji. I’d respect you more if you did the same with me.”
It happens so fast, I’m not sure what’s going on at first. He repeats all the movements with his hands, but in a much faster pace. Then he stands.
“İntikam, it is time. Speak,” he says.
“Hello, young master. You have become so much stronger. Can you feel me now?” A voice says loudly in my head.
“What the hell?” I gasp and jump up from my seat, the box tumbling to the floor.
“Don’t be alarmed. A blessing has been given,” Kenji says.
“A voice in my head that’s not mine or my mate’s isn’t what I consider a blessing.”
“But this is your voice. You and İntikam are one. Like Ardan, you must learn you’re not alone. You can rely on others. You need İntikam and İntikam needs you.”
“He is right. We are stronger together. I will bring balance to you and you will bring balance to Ardan.”
“Why do I need you?”
“It is the world who needs us.”
“Kenji, with all due respect. I’m going to need you to explain why the fuck there’s a voice in my head. What the hell did you just do?”
“You have felt İntikam inside you for quite some time now. From the moment you came into my presence, you began to feel the awakening. All I have done is seal the bond so you are one as it should be.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me. I’m so stupid. I should have got up and left when you entered the room. Ardan warned me.”
“Well, yes, I’m sure he did. I still have a question for you. Does it feel wrong?
“Can you say İntikam doesn’t feel right? Like something you need to be apart from. Or do you feel like you have come home?”
I stand glaring at him as I take inventory of my person. Power is surging through me like never before. It’s almost scary how powerful I feel.
My hands tingle as if needing an outlet to release some of this power I feel. The hum within is welcomed, that much I’m sure of. I shake my head to clear it.
“What does this mean?”