Page 87 of Shadow Bonds

Cyrus grabs her the minute she reaches the top and pulls her close to his body.

“She’s trembling,” Knox whispers and feels her forehead with a hiss. “She also has a fever.”

Theon frowns. “How is she able to block us out like this? I can’t feel anything from her.”

“Something she’s going to explain and get punished for…” I tell them with a look. “Later.”

After she’s healed and gets a drip full of fluids into her. Or ten.

“Cyrus, take her back.” I share a look with Theon and Knox.

After we’re done, she won’t ever have to worry about this place again.

I wait until Cyrus has stepped through the portal with her before letting go. I unleash my rage, and the others join me. Our mass of dark shadows rip through the area, up turning every hole and destroying the entire place.

Instead of a dozen holes, there’s now one huge open pit.

We leave it as it is and move through the portal and I head straight for the tent, needing to see her. To hold her and know that she’s okay.

But the minute we come around the bend, I freeze when I spot the entire camp surrounded by a mass of dark shadows.

I reach out and touch one and instantly know what it is.

“Is this what I think it is?” Knox asks, already coming to the same conclusion.

“Cyrus’ nightmare shadows.” I give the others a look before stepping into them.

Screams and shouts echo around me in the darkness, followed by the sound of blades and grunts. But nothing touches us. We keep walking through to the direction of our tent. There are thicker shadows surrounding it. As if trying to protect it the most.

Heading inside, I find Cyrus with Sena in his arms, her body curled into him. I jolt back when he glances up at me and fear tries to take over.

His eyes. They’re completely black.

It can’t be the madness, I tell myself. We have a mate. It’s not possible.

“Cyrus?” I call but he doesn’t look at me. Instead, he glances down at Sena and frowns.

“We left her alone,” he says, his voice cold and empty.

“It won’t happen again,” I promise him and her before making our way over to them.

Sena’s eyes blink open, and I’ve never been happier to see those turquoise eyes in my life.

“You’re in a lot of trouble,” I tell her, hoping she hears the anger in my voice and not the fear.

She winces and gives me a small, sad smile and it breaks something inside me knowing I fucking let her down. Again.

SENA

Malakai glares at me from down the table while Knox, Theon, and Cyrus do the same.

Apparently blocking out your mates to ensure they don’t get distracted and killed is a fucking crime.

While everyone around us is celebrating for those that made it into the war games, the four that actually did are sending me nothing but furrowed brows, squinted eyes, and expressions of irritation and rage.

“Why are your mates looking at you like they want to kill you?” Robin whispers, glancing from them to me.

“At this point, I don’t give a fuck.” I knock back my drink and try to ignore them. “I’m tired. I’m heading back to my tent,” I tell her.

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