Page 100 of Tortured Soul
I screeched in frustration, stomping my feet in front of me, pulling harder on my arm.
“What happened to you being repulsed? Let. Go,” I said, feeling my power rise up inside of me.
“Oh, I still am. I’m about five minutes away from retching on the damn floor, so don’t make this more complicated than it needs to be.”
Tingles traveled up from my wrist up my arm.
Liar.
“Unless you want a repeat from last night, let—”
He turned around and his hand was suddenly wrapped around my throat. His eyes no longer blue but almost white, shining eerily.
“I don’t answer to you,” he clipped. “Arc instructed me to get you, so I am.”
I hissed, his hand becoming warmer and tighter on my skin.
“What are you, his lap dog?” I coughed. “If I throw a stick, will you fetch?”
He pulled, bringing my face inches away from his, the growl coming out of his throat menacing.
“See? Even growling like a fucking Animal.”
My head swirled and my vision blacked out. Bile rose to my too tight throat as the world felt like it was vanishing around me, the floor becoming nonexistent under my feet.
Not again…
The pressure around me changed, my ears ringing in my head. I opened my eyes and blinked a second before my whole body connected with the floor.
Carter stood over me, gigantic white wings spread behind him in a room that suddenly felt too tight to welcome his body.
Fucking show off.
His chest was heaving, eyes still shining white, face clouded with anger.
I laughed, letting the back of my head hit the ground too.
“Short-tempered chicken.”
His lips pulled back in a sneer, revealing his slightly elongated canines as he pounced on me.
Using his momentum and blinding rage against him, I jumped away only to turn and straddle him.
I could feel his surprise and pain in the empty space of my soul as my fist connected with his jaw. Once. Twice. Five fucking times.
Trying to turn us over, his wings collided with some furniture, sending objects shattering on the floor around us.
“What, can't you retract them when you're stuck on your back?” I laughed, the sound hysterical.
My heart made a leap in my chest as his hand circled my throat again and electricity sparked on my skin and ran along his own arms.
Oh, what a little bastard.
He moved his hips up, probably to try and push me away, but it only brought notice that our tumble made him feel the wrong kind of thing.
“I’ll fry you from the inside out, you disgusting bitch.”
His voice sounded off. Eerie.Holy.
