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It’s loud enough that I flinch.
The body of the beast in my hands drops to the ground and shakes me to my core. My beast whimpers within me.
Time slows.
I can’t hear anything but the ringing from that shriek as I watch Tanith’s body rapidly descend. My gaze traces the burning spears sticking out of her sides and wings.
The painful sound that continues to rip from her throat is coated in fire as she lights a horde of Mastery on fire in her fall.
My feet are frozen in the ground.
I can’t move as I watch.
Her body collides with the ground and my stomach bottoms out.
No.
“Help him, young lord. Help your father.”Her voice invades my mind and it’s so weak, so fragile.
There’s no humor or sass.
It’s nothing but pain and worry.
My feet slowly begin to work, but it takes concentration to get my eyes to focus.
It takes me far too long to realize that’s because of the bodies moving so fast. There’re so fucking many of them.
Ruby eyes meet mine just before they bleed crimson. I lose sight of him as his traitors descend on him.
Our little bit of time together flashes before my eyes. The flights we’ve taken together in the skies. The stories he’s told. The plans we’ve made for our future.
I just got him.
Now I’m about to lose him.
No.
No.
Keeper…Dad…
“DAD!”
My roar shakes the foundation of the earth, and all the shifters turn their focus to where I’m running. My legs move as fast as the wind whipping around me.
Heads fly from the pile, but the death toll is slowing.
There’re too many.
He can’t get out.
Tanith continues to shriek in pain as she flicks with her tail any who try to get closer.
Her battle roar reigns and rings in my ears. It forces me to move faster. The love she has for my father won’t be slowed by the damage done to her.
I won’t give up on them.
On her next swipe, another kind of roar fills the air and makes my heart hammer with hope.
