Images of dozens of huge terrigons surrounding me flash across my mind, freezing me in place. It was almost like a memory.
But it’s not mine.
The terrigon growls in warning, snapping me out of my spiraling panic and confusion, and gets me moving, running like my life depends on it. But lack of food and exhaustion from training all day wears me down, making the small adrenaline spike wane faster than it normally would.
Something slams into me from the side, making me gasp in pain. I roll and try to scramble to my feet, but my eyes find the newcomer.
Anotherterrigon.
I reach out a hand, trying to find a rock or a stick. Something I can use as a weapon. But they rush forward.
I grab whatever I find and fling it at them. But instead of a rock or stick, a glowing light bursts out of my hand, pushing the terrigons back a few feet.
I shake off the shock of whatever just happened and get to my feet, running as fast as I can once more. But the sound of their clawed feet thump behind me as they catch up to me.
I try to call on that glowing light again, but nothing happens. Not ready to give up yet, I push my trembling legs and think of how I’m going to kill each of the guys when I find them… If I make it.
I come to a stop, my eyes widening when I glance up and around me to realize I’ve run myself into a dead end of thick trees that sit side by side.
I move to climb the one closest to me when I spot the small sharp spikes that run all over it.
What type of tree has spikes on it?I glance over at the other trees, but they all look the same, all hiding those tiny spikes up and along the entire trunk.
If I only had an actual weapon, I might stand a chance.
I turn and quickly get into a defensive position as the terrigons move in on me, all while still trying to think of a way to escape them.
My stomach drops, and I hear a swoosh right before something hard and cold flies into my hand. I glance down at it, and my eyes widen when I spot a long black blade now sitting in my palm.
I don’t get much time to think about where it came from as one of the beasts lunges forward.
Diving out of its way, I roll and get to my feet before shooting forward and slamming the blade into its side. The beast howls before shattering into dust. I turn, ready to use the blade on the other—hoping it will have the same impact—when more long black blades appear as if from nowhere and slam into it, destroying it in seconds.
After the second beast is destroyed, the new blades fly back, and my gaze follows them. Turning around, I find a group of male Shadows all watching me with shock slashed across their faces.
But it’s the four in front that quickly draw my attention. Their intense stare and dark eyes veer from mine to the weapon in my hand, a similar expression of shock slashed across their faces. But also rage. So much rage it has me taking a step back fromthem.
Malakai raises his hand and the black blade in mine flies into his before disappearing completely.
It was his. Then how…His eyes glow gold for a moment, distracting me completely, and seconds later Theon, Knox, and Cyrus’ eyes do the same thing.
Malakai takes a step towards me, his rage not dimming the slightest.“Mate,”he growls.
CHAPTER 7
Aflurry of activity passes by in a blur after the attack. Dawn shows up and takes me immediately to see the commander.
Slightly happy to get away from the four raging assholes, I wave Dawn off and make my way into the office where a large black desk overlooks the main campus.
A tall, built male has his back to me, his short, dark brown hair well-kept with not a strand out of place.
A female that looks only a few years older than me with short black hair walks in before shutting the door behind her. The male turns around as soon as she arrives, revealing a fake smile that doesn’t reach his dark green eyes.
“It’s nice to meet you, Sena. I’m Commander Talos.” His eyes flicker to the female. “And this is Sloane.”
Sloane dips her head to me and gives me a real smile. But one filled with apprehension.
“I heard you lost your memory,” Talos says while glancing through some papers on his desk.