24. Birth of a Goddess

I'm trapped somewhere between fascination and horror as I continue watching the bits of electricity I seem to have produced from nothing.

Four times now I have managed to stop them and bring them back.

No snapping.

No runes.

Fuck, it was barely a conscious thought.

Victor on the other hand, moved past trying to understand what the fuck I am right now, and is analyzing the pictures. I had expected some jealousy when he looked at them, given all had a clear shot of someone else's cock inside my pussy.

Well, all except the one with Lexi's tongue fucking me.

Instead, Victor seemed amused. He kept mumbling about how he could do that better or had a bigger better cock or some other macho nonsense. Yeah, yeah babe. You are a sex God. I don't know how that helps us, but sure. Let's stroke your ego.

Although, standing here playing with some weird shit I seem to be able to suddenly do, isn't particularly helpful either. Where is everyone and who am I about to fuck up?

I close my hands hard, hoping for a little zap to maybe jumpstart an idea, but I get nothing. Apparently I can't zap myself.

That's kinda bullshit.

Maybe the fact that I am now mad I can't hurt myself is a warning sign about my mental state? I don't know when that started concerning me, but here we are. Maybe it's the newly mated status that has me all feeling… things.

I shudder a little at the thought that I may have those stupid human heart eyes I joked about earlier. I mean I love Victor, obviously. I wouldn't have been able to mate mark him otherwise. It would have just been a bite. That makes me chuckle a little when I remember exactly where I mate marked him. His damn ear. Of all the weird places I could have picked. Could you imagine if I would have bit his nose?

Nah, I wouldn't want to permanently scar his gorgeous face. Maybe his ass?

"Ginger?" Victor's voice pulls me out of my weird mental spiral.

"Sorry, I was thinking about biting your ass." Instead of a snarky response, he simply quirks an eyebrow and looks at my bedroom door.

"What? It's a nice ass. I'll just bite it when you least expect it. Then you can't—"

A weird twinkling noise finally pulls my attention and it nearly takes me far too long to realize it's my phone. I take off running and snatch it off the bed. The name on my screen has my heart thundering in my chest. I hit the button to answer Lexi's call.

"Lexi?"

"No. She's missing." My mind filters the male's voice quickly but I can't seem to come up with a name. To be fair, her pack is decently sized, so it could be any of them. She also has a handful of brothers, but that just doesn't feel like the right answer.

"Who is this?" Surely her captor wouldn't be stupid enough to keep her phone and answer it, right? I quickly switch to speakerphone and go to the app Lexi added to my phone when I kept losing it. If this idiot has her phone, I can use this thing to find it, and them, really fucking fast.

"Kelsey Neander. I had hoped to meet you under better circumstances. Alexis has gone missing." I stop fiddling with the app and notice Victor has moved to the doorway to more easily pay attention to the conversation going on. Not that he would know any better than I do who the fuck has my best friend's phone.

"Wait, who the fuck are you Kelsey? And how do you know Lexi is missing?" She's gone off the rails a time or two before. And who knows how many women she took home last night. She could be trapped in a pussy pile for all we know.

There is a huge sigh and shuffle on the end of the phone, before Kelsey's voice is replaced by one I know far too well. William Layne. Lexi's dad and the only parental figure I have had in my life for the past few years.

"They left a note, Ginger Snap. You need to get down here."

I nod but remember he can't see me. "Yeah. I'm on my way." I press the button and end the call but my veins have gone to ice.

Victor stands straight, in an almost defensive pose, but doesn't move from the doorway. Just as I wonder what the fuck that is about, the shaking starts I understand why. This time I feel the power building and I watch as my skin begins turning luminescent. It starts at my feet and begins moving further and further up my body.

I'm panting heavily when my terrified eyes lock with Victor.

"Run!"

It's the only word that escapes me as my head is thrown back and a scream unlike anything I have heard before escapes my lips. The room explodes in a blinding light, only seconds before it literally explodes.

For a moment, I loose myself. I don't feel like Ginger Imara Leclair. For a moment, that woman ceases to exist. There is no beginning or ending to the ethereal light. I am one with it. It's warmth embraces me and the power I feel is…

Transcendent

I am not a witch. I am a Goddess. I am vengeance.

Without a conscious thought of doing so, I begin to move. Not thinking of my heading, but simply allowing my instincts to lead me.

I hear humming and realize it's coming from my own mouth. The sounds of my soul taking glee in the decimation we are about to unleash.

Someone certainly made a mistake when they decided to fuck with me.

I will eviscerate the world if the people I love are hurt.

Fuck I may do so just because I'm angry.

Watch out bitches.

You fucked with the wrong slut.