From Skye’s upcoming release, STORM
“Where are you going?” Valentina asked.
Raven shrugged into her jacket and settled her pistol in place beneath her left arm. “Anywhere you’re not.”
“Raven, please, let me explain!” Valentina said.
“Explain what, mom? Ray just found out her whole life has been as much bullshit as mine was. Let her go cry it off,” Sable said.
Raven stopped in front of Sable, her monster threatening to come out. “I don’t know who you are, and you don’t know me. Having my face and my blood doesn’t make you my sister. We’ll talk another time.”
Sable smirked. “Looking forward to it, sis.”
Raven held her gaze a moment longer, then walked away. Outside, Francois Du Guerre stood motionless. He’d dressed in a black suit matched to a leather coat with a red lining. He was holding a bouquet of red roses.
“Ravenel—” he began.
Raven punched him hard enough that he fell backward into the wall, the roses falling around him like red rain.
“Shut up, Francois!” Raven yelled. “Just shut up.”