Page 294 of The Lands Defying
Zahariss, hear me! Give me the strength I need to break what binds me, to protect the male that’s tied to me.
I feel my hair start to float as Darius’s power seeps into the space and comes for me.
Let me feel your anger at the injustice that has settled on the lands, let me be the one to release your fury.
I get to my feet, stumbling a little as I stare at the back of Charles in fury, knowing he has the male whom I love in his grasp.
I am the Heir of Zahariss.
I place my hands on the barrier, pain instantly shooting up my arms.
And I will not bend to the whims of a mad man.
My hands glow blue as I send my power into it, watching as cracks appear as Darius’s mist circles my wrists.
The pain tries to take me to my knees, but I feel something stronger.
Rage.
“Darius will not be the one to kill you, Lord Higher Charles,” I say, my voice not feeling like my own as Charles turns his head to me, his eyes widening for a moment. “I will!”
And then I break his fucking barrier.
Eighty Two
Rhea
This feels like that very first time I felt the power running through me, when I welcomed it home. Only this time, I can control it.
I send a wave of power out, knocking Charles and Darius back as I begin to heal myself. I leap down from the platform, watching as rogures and beasts turn toward us, sensing a new predator in their midst.
I head for Charles as he gets to his feet, a barrier around him as Darius rolls to a stop.
I lift a hand, sending out balls of power to the rogures and beasts, helping Drax on the attack. My power sinks into them when they connect with their skin, dissolving their flesh until my power disintegrates.
The snow falls harder, and the temperature drops lower as I breathe heavily, a puff of white coming from me as I glare at Charles.
“You will pay for that,” Charles says, lifting a hand and gathering power.
“Get up, Vihnarn,”I say to Darius when he doesn’t move.
A wave of blue spreading out beneath me with my every step, the once snow-covered ground now has grass peeking through. I release Runa, knowing she will help Drax as I go to Darius, keeping a wide berth from Charles as he watches me with an evil I feel like I can taste.
Darius growls, getting his knees under him and shaking his head. He soon stands, looking around wildly until he sees me, instantly coming for me when Charles releases a roar, firing his magic at me.
Darius collides with me, sending us rolling, his power wrapping around us as we dodge Charles’s attack.
We get to our feet quickly, Charles advancing on us as more rogures appear.“Fuck, there are so many of them,”I say breathlessly.
“The Elites will handle them,”Darius says in a rush.I don’t know if they can, but I have to trust they will.“Are you okay?”
“I’m good.”
“Then it’s time to hunt, little wolf.”
“To the death.”
“Only his.”
