I couldn’t take them all, not when every time they moved inside me, they felt like grinding sandpaper rather than the smooth silk that my own shadows felt like. It was wrong and made me feel wrong. They were not mine, and I hadn’t earned them like I had with Elias.
Damn, Elias would cream his f*****g pants to be faced with all these shadows; he’d consume them all in a heartbeat. But I wasn’t him, and I didn’t want them. I told them that, trying to force them out of me.
They clung, clawed, and screamed inside me as I used every ounce of my will to get them out of me.
They had just leaked out when a rip in the air opened. A stream of shadow poured in and grabbed me, yanking me through the new portal. They dumped me on the floor of an empty hut back in my realm before the rip in the rea
