Triple Moon Rising: An Omega's Destiny

DMITRI POV

I slammed Viktor against the basement wall before he could attack the young witch.

"Enough!" I roared, my teeth fully extended. "Can’t you see what’s really happening here?"

Viktor snarled at me, his eyes glowing red with anger. "Stand aside, Dmitri! The Council’s orders are clear!"

"The Council is wrong," I said, holding him pinned against the concrete. Around us, the other supernatural officials continued their pointless arguing while Elena prepared to steal the scholar’s memories. After eight hundred years of existence, I’d learned to spot the truly important times - and this was one of them.

"You’re betraying your own kind!" Viktor spat.

"I’m saving us all," I amended. "Because unlike you, I understand what we’re actually witnessing."

I’d seen memory magic before. Plenty of times. Vampires had been using it for ages to make humans forget our existence. But what Elena was doing wasn’t normal memory magic. It was something far older and much more dangerous.

"That’s not a memory spell," I said, looking at Elena’s growing void form. "That’s soul theft."

Viktor stopped trying. "What?"

"Elena isn’t just stealing the Guardian’s memories," I explained quickly. "She’s trying to steal her entire life. Her soul patterns, her life force, everything that makes her who she is."

The witch - Sage - looked up from her magic casting with relief in her eyes. "Finally! Someone who understands!"