Page 205 of The Lands Defying
Fuck, thathurts.
Blood splatters the ground, and the beast seems to inhale. Disgust runs through me as his erect cock shows through the fur on his body, and the contents of my stomach want to come up.
I get in a defensive position, holding my weight on my back foot to move faster.
The beast roars, and it rattles the trees, the birds that were once resting in there for protection against the cold, now flying high above.
A clawed hand comes for me, and I dodge the attack, turning my knife and slicing down his arm. The beast doesn’t even seem to notice, its black blood dripping everywhere as it comes for me again.
I roll, swiping at the back of his leg, and then coming to a stand, I gather a ball of power and fling it at him.
“You will not get to my family!” I growl at it. My power hits him in the shoulder and he’s pushed back, hitting the wall of my barrier.
I throw my magic out, tightening the magic strands like ropes just as Darius showed me one time, around his legs and arms, fusing it to the barrier.
He screeches, jaws snapping, eyes dilated as his angry growls continue in his struggle to be free. I get close, raising my blade and bringing it down into his chest. I lean back away from its teeth, trying to dodge it as I stab the blade in as deep as possible without getting hurt.
But with an almighty roar, the beast frees himself from my hold, and then he’s on top of me.
Clawed hands scratch and tear at me, my clothing splitting in places and I scream, stabbing the knife in again and again, calling my magic and pushing it into him.
But no matter the wounds, no matter how much I make it bleed, it’s not stopping. Focused on one thing and one thing only as I feel that disgusting appendage trying to rut into me.
Cold air hits my stomach.
No, no, no.
The tops of my legs.
It’s not yours.
Claws slicing into my hips.
It’s. Not. Yours!
Runa is out of me immediately without hesitation, and in the next moment, her teeth are in the beast.
She goes straight for its neck, ripping her head back and forth until finally, the beast’s attention is off of me as he’s toppled to the side.
Those hands go for Runa, and I panic for a moment but she is not a normal wolf, she ismine.
Glowing paws press on his chest as her teeth sink deeper into the beast. I get to my feet on shaky legs as I pant, agony thrumming through me, but I pick up the blade not even realizing I had dropped it. I come around the back of it, but then the beast gets its claws into Runa’s side and she yelps.
“You do not touch my wolf!” I leap onto its back. He’s momentarily surprised by that, and that’s enough time to raise the knife and plunge it down, straight into the top of its head.
There is no resistance as the blade goes in, and the beast just…stops.
I roll off the beast with anoomph, watching as Runa still hasn’t let go, shaking her prey back and forth as I try to catch my breath.
Fuck.
Fuck, fuck.
I swallow roughly as I take stock of myself. I’m bleeding in multiple places but nothing life threatening. My clothes areripped but still in place. I bring a hand up to my heart as I calm myself.
I know what that beast was about to do to me.
I sink deeper into the ground, chest heaving. Too close. That wastooclose.
