Page 59 of Blood Lust
“Where the fuck—” Logan roundhouse kicked a black demon with red eyes out of the house through the glass window, “are these things—” another attack, and Logan drew in the dark bastard and ripped its neck out with his teeth and tossed it aside, “fucking coming from. Son of a bitch!” he said, sizing up yet another giant demon. “Elle, you gotta send some power…” Logan was cut off when he was caught by the throat.
I was fighting so hard against the witch that I couldn’t break my concentration even for a second. The next thing I knew, the guys were surrounded. I felt their energy fade instantly when the room filled up with chanting, diabolical beasts and all my guys were smack dab in the center of them.
“What the fuck?” I heard Zane’s growl. “Nothing shifts me out of my wolf form!”
“They’re crushing us.” Braden’s voice was strained.
“Focus!” Cole’s orders.
They couldn’t do anything though. The dark energy was overwhelming, and I was struggling between tethering myself here and being pulled into a very dark place.
“Fuck this!” I growled with my lips smashed against the surface of the floor.
I gripped at the throw rug before I felt the second wind I’d been given from out of nowhere. I suddenly saw through one of my shifter wolf’s eyes. These creatures were clawing and biting, and I watched as one snapped Logan’s head. The rage and heartbreak that filled me as I watched Logan instantly drop in front of me were unlike anything I’d ever experienced.
I honed in on the wolf I suddenly connected with, and I forced every ounce of rage into the shifter. When I saw the tan arm reach forward and grip the demon who dropped Logan, I realized I was in Bren’s mind.
Rip its throat out,I commanded, only to see the shifter take its hand and pull the demon that toward its face, and in Bren’s human form, he sank his teeth into the monster’s neck. I felt the bones crushing, the thing grow weak in Bren’s hand, and the disgusting flavor of its sulfur-tasting blood pool in Bren’s mouth.
We were connected, we all could do this. Seeing through Bren’s eyes, there was nothing but my guys crushed between this army, they couldn’t see past it. The strangest part was that they couldn’t see what I was seeing. They couldn’t see what these things really were.
They looked like beautiful, angelic creatures through Bren’s eyes. I had to get my guys angrier, and I had to mentally will the power I had in me out to them. They needed to see the real enemy they were fighting. I felt a certain venom inside Bren’s body that wasn’t being used, but if he managed to get it through his bite, we might have a fighting chance.
“Holy mother of fucking Lucifer!” Zac shouted. “You are one ugly son of a bitch!”
It worked. I used the connection to give my vampires the venom the wolf carried. I pressed my forehead hard into the ground and groaned as I forced it all out and manipulated my power to flow through the veins of my guys. The next thing I knew, the fighting chance they needed was given to them. Shouts, laughs—from Zac and Nakia mainly—had my guys overwhelming these sick fucks with the power I was able to juice them up with.
I couldn’t relax into the victory since my head was brutally pulled back by two hands. “You wanna play magic, you little whore, let’s play magic.”
The witch came back from the pits of hell where I should have found a way to lock her ass up. I sprang to my feet as a thought hit me:overpower the witch, and send these bastards back where they came from.
Her eyes widened when I looked over at my guys fighting the demons, held my palm out, and drew a circle with my finger. A fiery circle appeared, and a black wasteland filled with lava bubbling over every part of the surface appeared through the portal I had just created. I held my other palm up to the witch when I felt her dark energy coming at me.
I fueled myself up with more rage, seeing Logan’s eyes space out when that fucking bastard killed him. I wasn’t sure if the thing took him out completely, but I definitely didn’t feel his energy connected with me anymore.
The witch let out a high pitch squeal when I involuntarily started chanting words. I was speaking some strange language, and it was working to explode fire out of the black surface on the other side of the portal. I chanted louder since it was working and the words were coming to me, even though I had no idea what I was saying.
I focused on what I wanted instead of the fact that I could probably chant my ass off into the unknown since I had no fucking idea what I was really saying. I wanted all these demons sent to the worst parts of hell and for them to be bound there with chains that would serve to torture them, making them feel like they were being burned alive but never dying.Hellfire!
The creatures wailed out when they caught fire as the portal sucked them through it. The black surface-lava place I thought I was sending them off to changed. It was an eerie red and white flame-consumed pit of darkness that they were being pulled to.
I felt my guys as they were trying to recover from the fact that they were practically ripped to shreds by the witch’s demon army. I had no idea or recollection of when exactly I came back into myself and out of Bren’s mind, but I had to help them. I locked eyes with my strongest alpha—it was Bren. I sent the alpha a nod of power and watched his eyes illuminate. One-by-one I sent power over to my guys while listening to the witch chant out shit, still pinned against the wall I had her at.
My guys were moving slow, but I felt their collective energy building up in my body again. I turned to the witch, ignoring everything else in the room. She killed my baby girl. She wasn’t a witch—she was a fucking demon sent to create something that was going to dominate Earth with fucking Satan himself. That bastard needed to be locked down too. Fuck if we were going to take down a fallen archangel.
I saw the witch’s eyes as I ground my teeth at the thought of chaining up the darkest angel ever created. They were set with shock, and oddly, the demon was surprised at what I must have done to its master.
“You’re no fucking witch,” I snarled, flipping my palms up and surging power out of them toward the demon.
Gray slime dripped from the demon’s mouth, and I heard it gurgling as I envisioned its insides turning into lava.
“No,” I snapped. “Too easy. You’re not dying yet. You’re telling me why you came after us. I want the truth, you fucking spawn.”
The thing looked at me and laughed. “You think I’m going to tell you about my master’s plans, little girl? You stupid little half-human idiot. You have started a war that no one can end.”
“I haven’t started shit!” I stormed up to the thing, feeling the power of my guys behind me. “Tell me what the fuck is so important about me having my vampires’ children.”
“The master wants his kind back,” the demon said after I tortured it by imagining reaching into its guts, gripping them with my hands and twisting so tight, the thing literally was forced to fucking answer me.
