Page 116 of The Dark Rising
I move toward her.
“Kade enjoys my company.” She smiles, teeth bloodied. I stop short at that name, my blood that was boiling instantly turning cold. “He’s such a lost pup,” she pouts. “Someone had to take care of him... make him see the error of his ways. Make him scream.”
I’m on her again, ducking under her blade as she swings, and I send us crashing to the floor. I grapple with her blade, my hand coming to her wrist to pin it down. A blast of her power hits me in the stomach, and I cough, blood splattering from my lips. I growl and pin her other wrist, my eyes hard. I try to call my magic to restrain her, but it’s solely focusing on the damage to my side.
“Where is he?” I snarl, squeezing her wrist so hard her bones creak.
She laughs. “At Wolvorn Castle, where else would he be. He needs to be trained properly, under the guidance of the Highers, and me of course.”
“What have you done to him?” She wiggles beneath me, laughing. “Tell me!”
She spits in my face. “Darius will not be happy you are here, and he will not be happy when he sees what you have done to me.” She licks her lips. “He’s going to be ferocious after he captures you, and I will sooth him with my body. I will make sure he is relaxed and where he should have been all along. Inside of me, for the rest of our lives while you are used as the Highers pawn, a brood mare, squatting out babies one after the other. I’ll come and visit you sometimes, bring Kade along. In fact, Kade can also father a child from you one day, it is what is to be expected of him.” I’m going to be sick. “But most of all, I will come and see you when my belly is full with the Alpha of the Elites’s seed. Showing you what you can never have, what I see you desire within those desperate eyes.” I snap my teeth at her and she cackles. “I saw the way you looked at him in Eridian, you poor unlovable fool. You can never be what he needs. No, I shall be the one to sate his thirst, his hunger. I am the only one able to satisfy him, and the Highers know that, so I will have him while you torture yourself with images of me and him together after I make you watch it all.”
I blink.
Then I blink again.
A tinge covers my vision, and I feel my body shaking. Runa growls so deeply that I’m sure it escapes my lips as fear bleeds into Maize’s eyes. “He is not yours to have,” I growl down at her.
She smirks, and I feel her magic once again coming from her hands. Cold instantly hits my palms, then my fingers. So cold that it burns. Ice begins to cover the backs of my hands, and I try to remove them from Maize wrists, but it’s no use, I’m frozen to her. My teeth start chattering, my body shivering as my eyes focus back to her as she speaks.
Her smile is slimy. “Oh but he is mine, Lord Higher has decided, and Darius agreed.”
He agreed? He wouldn’t, he couldn’t have.
My head spins, the pain in my hands now traveling up to the middle of my forearms as the ice spreads. I watch as it reaches the center, covering my markings along that arm. When it covers up the spot in the middle. That’s when I feel something I haven’t felt before.
A wildness. A catalyst.
A savagery that I instantly cater to.
I lunge forward, and my teeth are in her neck in the next second. She screams, and I bite down hard, growling and snarling as her blood spills into my mouth. I rip and shred, carve and slaughter at her neck as she tries to fight me off. I’m vaguely aware of her wiggling frantically beneath me, vaguely aware that the ice she has on my body is now moving along my arms and quickly spreading up to my own neck.
I still don’t stop.
I take a chunk of her shredded flesh and pull back, taking it with me. It falls from my mouth and I go back, just catching Maize’s pain filled face as I go to the other side. My teeth are back in her skin, and this time I maw and bite my way deeper as she screams.
She will not have him.
She will not touch him..
He is mine.
Mine.
Mine.
Mine.
Not being able to get a hold of the loose skin on her neck anymore, I go for her shoulder, chomping down on anything I can reach. I don’t stop, can’t stop as Runa backs me up within me, growling low in encouragement at the possible threat before us.
In the back of my mind, I know I should stop, ask her about Kade, force her to tell me how I can get him out of there, force her to help me even if I have to torture her to get my answers.
But the thought of her and Darius together, that she is here for that which he agreed to...
My instincts have taken over to get rid of the threat, and I couldn’t wrangle for any control even if I tried.
So I don’t try and control my actions, I wield them.
