 She took ahold of Brandon’s chin, her nails digging into his skin and short, low pulses of power came from her fingertips. “You’re a clever little boy.” She tightened her grip. Pain coursed along Brandon’s jaw and into his chest. Tears sprung to his eyes. The woman rolled her eyes and let go. “Clever, but a soft piece of shit.” She knelt in front of Brandon and stroked his cheek a few times. “Here’s the deal, you’re a specially trained scintilla. A little more talented than normal. Well, so am I. Except my training took a completely different course. Do you understand?” Brandon swallowed hard and whispered, “Yes.” “I thought you couldn’t hurt each other with your charge?” Bob asked. Brandon was interested in the answer to that question too. “There is a way around everything if one knows what to do and has the skills.” The woman stared down at Brandon, her lips twisted into a cruel smirk. “That little stunt would’ve killed a human who wasn’t scintilla. Even a werewolf would feel very painful effects.” She gave Brandon’s face a harsh pat. “Isn’t that right little boy?” Brandon nodded and glared at the floor. She spun the chair around and Brandon was facing the computer tower again. “Get it done.” She slapped her hand onto a piece of paper. “I-I c-can’t with t-the ch-chair m-m-moving.” She stood straight and blew out a breath. “Spineless.” Stepping away from Brandon she turned to Bob. “Get a stable chair.” “Zoe, this one keeps him subdued. We used it before,” Bob argued. Zoe whirled on Bob and flicked her fingers in his direction. Brandon watched, fascinated, as five thin, long sparks hit Bob in his neck like tiny spears. He slapped one hand to his neck and yelped. “What the hell!” Bob sputtered. “I know more about him than you do. I think I’ve got this covered. Just do it!” Zoe snapped.  Scintilla is available in eBook, paperback and through Kindle Unlimited.
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