Page 64 of Veiled

Hunter- Like hell you will.

Hudson- Shut the fuck up and bow to your queen, motherfucker.

No fucking way were they going to stop me; I’ll kill these unnatural looking fuckers.

I walked out to stand in the center of the room and as much as I wanted my face to show my shock, I reigned it in.

“Megan, nice to see you.” How long has this bitch been on this campus, four years? Fuck, Grayson was right - Nici had planned way ahead. I sighed, “That’s interesting you dumb Fae fuckers, because last time I checked I was Queen and your little bitch on the throne is an imposter.” They growled and walked into the room. I counted about eight sets of pointy eared fuckers. I wonder when mine would be pointy. I wanna pierce them.

“Our queen would tear you apart,” one of them hissed, I rolled my eyes.

“I’m sure that is why she is here herself. Since you are unfamiliar with me, let me introduce myself,” With an ease that rivaled my previous skill level, I pulled energy from around me and blasted the four closest, knocking them back into the others. Without stopping I walked forward, Zane backed me every step.

Zane growled,“by the way, shut up, don’t piss them off more, we are outnumbered.”

I scoffed,“I’m not outnumbered, I’m a fucking boss.”

The front door blasted open and Zane covered my back, suddenly bombarded with three dark Fae. Xena bounded down the stairs and started ripping into one of them.

“You fucking bitch,” my head snapped back to my group of ‘warriors.’

“Let me guess, you’ll pay, right? Yeah, I’m not in the mood for that. So, fuck you and fuck your queen.” One of them threw a dagger across the room straight to my heart, which rebounded off my shield. I rolled my eyes. I’m going to need a new pair of eyes to roll soon. Feeling a spike of anger take over, my vision turned hazy and I was done playing nice. I continued my stride, held up my hands picturing a rope before sending out my magic with a force that broke the glasses in the kitchen. Five of the eight were now tightly stuck together as if wrapped around by rope, their faces changing colors as the rope tightened. The panic in their eyes made me laugh. I was made for this shit- you want a Queen, I’ll give you a fucking queen, I looked down and smiled, bent over and picked up two of the dropped weapons; my personal favorites, a short sword and a hand scythe. I approached the other three who had fallen out into the patio. I looked around but I could no longer see Megan. Putting her in the back of my mind I focused on the three in front of me, my magic taking control.

“Nothing to say now?” My voice sounded like nails on a chalkboard and they three looked back and forth at each other. I smiled and cracked my neck and crouched down low as they loosely surrounded me and charged at me at the same time. I laughed, it was surreal for a moment. My senses were heightened, and I felt every molecule of water in the air. I was no longer just a magic user, no. Iwasmagic, and this magic was done being caged. I screamed as I spun on the ball of my foot, using the scythe to hack into the leg of one of the assholes on my right, and as I got up from my position, the sword in my other hand came up with me and cut through the man on my left. I didn’t spare them a glance as the Fae in front of me approached me, fear in his gaze. I sent out a pulse of magic and I felt my weapons heat before I crossed them in front of my chest and spun, using the scythe to take his head clean off of his body and using the sword to disembowel him. You can never be too dead, my magic whispered through my head. I looked at the other two who attacked me, one cut in half and the other must have died from the blood loss. But I stood over his body and cut his head off his neck.

I grabbed the two heads in my hands and walked back inside the house covered in blood, and loving every moment, power fueling me, bringing me everything I needed. My marks started to glow, and I ignored the gasps of the 5 who were tied up. The men and Remi were now downstairs, covered in blood. Except for these five and the missing Megan, we were winning.

I breathed in. Magic was energy; I control the energy... I control the magic.

I let out a pulse of power, the Fae screaming as their insides heated and boiled. I stopped, feeling benevolent, leaving the Fae barely alive. However, I was delighted at the smell of burnt bodies filling the room. I faced the boiled bitches; the two heads still in my hands.

“Anyone want to speak, or do they want to be the next head for my fucking wall?” I turned and walked around them.

“We were sent to kill you; we didn’t know you were mated. Seems like we were working on outdated information.” The guy from earlier seethed. He looked a lot angrier than normal for that tidbit, which means he knows more.

“Outdated huh? No, no, more like someone told you where I was but left them out. Which is interesting but regardless, we just mated so that's a moot point I suppose,” I pointed at them with the heads in my hands. “Welp, you have lived out your usefulness and you’ll die next. Anyone else?”

“How did you take us all on- you can’t be that powerful. You’re not even of age or have even crossed the Veil,” one of them spat out.What does crossing the Veil have to do with me being more powerful?

“Oh, Tinker Bell,I am power. You will all see that soon. Well, maybe not you exactly, considering you’re going to die.” My eyes glowed as my magic spoke for me, my voice dark and my body started to glow. I heard a phone ring and pointed at the female who spoke. “You have a phone,” I clapped, gleefully. “I’ll take that,” I summoned it from her pocket. Oh, nifty trick.

I picked up and Megan’s voice came on the phone, “Did you kill her?”

“Hmm, I must say this is a fucking surprise Megs. I did not expect that you would be this bold. The meek little girl who needed friends. Smart. This must have been a long end game, and you must be fucking pissed that you couldn’t take me down. I will fucking dance in your blood like a motherfucking ballerina. You messed with the wrong Fae-itch. So, tell the imposter queen, that I’m happy to report that not only did they not kill me, but all of her rebel cunt lickers are dead, you stupid, pathetic, little pointy-eared, little bitch, and you’ll be next.” I hung up the phone and set it on fire in my hand, admiring how it didn't hurt me and just burned and burned. I laughed and laughed, the group in front of me looking at me in fear.

“Hudson, come back to yourself; it's okay,” Ryder whispered. I looked back and Gray, Hunter and Zane were still visibly restraining themselves.

“I'll come back, sure, but first…” I turned back and waved my hand over the five left, surrounding them with fire, laughing while they burned. “Fuck you, they are mine and no one hurts what’s mine.” I took a deep breath and slowly let the magic recede.

Ilooked around the house and it was a total disaster. I groaned.

“Totally not cleaning this shit up. We are also going to need new beds and to call for someone who picks up bodies or some shit,” I stopped rambling as Zane came and wrapped me in a big hug, then Hunter, then Grayson, then Ryder. Kalen and Remi leaned against the side of the kitchen island, looking thoughtful.

“Guys I’m okay, this isn’t hot potato.” I chuckled. They all looked at me with a firm look on their faces, expecting me to break down. I mean, yes, this was some unexpected bullshit and fuck if I wasn’t ready to go to bed, but strangely I felt okay for the most part. The mess though? I could do without. I sighed.

“Okay, first things first, there is glass everywhere, and we also need to set up wards again. Maybe if we do it together it will be stronger, Kalen?” He nodded, and we held hands and let out pulses of magic, warding the surrounding area.

I sighed and headed up the stairs to go to my room. They followed close behind.

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