Chapter 7

Elly

Heavy footsteps hammered down the hall toward Elly’s door. She barely had time to shove the bag of powder under her pillow before her bedroom door went flying open. Elly turned just in time to see Darren’s hands wrap around her throat and slam her against a wall. The pinching burning sensation rolled across her skin. The same sensation she got whenever someone other than Rebekah tried to tamper with her glamour. By now Darren was good at it. He’d done it so many times he knew exactly how to manipulate the spell. Yet every time he did it the pain was so intense it brought black spots into Elly’s field of vision. By the time he was done, she was slumped against his hands unable to hold herself up. Darren pulled his hands away letting her fall to the ground.

“Get up. You just need to show your face, tell them you’re fine and get your ass back in the room.” Elly’s hands went to her throat then lightly touched her face. She did her best not to scowl at what an absolute ass he was. Wi