Smirking, I slipped into her head, feeding her images of Mystica's death from Micah's memories, making sure to hide just who killed him. Alexandra gripped her head and swinging the blade dangerously close to my throat.

Why would I leave you alone? Why would I even consider to stop fucking with your head? I've broken you in more ways that any man could ever repair. I've watched you break under a simple glare from me to then turn around and prove you are stronger than that. You are NOTHING but weak, NOTHING but a pathetic human who doesn't deserve the title nor the powers the Gods granted you!

She swung again and I jumped back, slamming my dislocated shoulder into the wall. I grit my teeth in pain and my throat betrayed a whimper.

Try me, Alexandra. Try and force me out of your head. I'll break you in another way and I don't care if its through Mystica, through your little brats or even through my own flesh and blood. You. Will. Fall!

My eyes widened at the sudden pain and I coughed, blood flying from my mouth and dripping down my chin.