is enough.
I turn to face the golden double doors, swords held at the ready. If I die here today, I die like a warrior. How I wish I had my other shift so I could decimate them, but I will fight until I can’t fight any longer. Never again will I be trapped, chained to another person. My soul and swords theirs to control.
The doors smash open with magic, the witches pouring in with their black hoods up, powers ready in their hands. The high priestess steps forward, the queen’s head rolling to her feet, and her head tilts back, the hood falling down to reveal her withered face as she lets out a cry of grief. Her beloved, very human daughter is dead...at my hands.
Magic smashes into me from all sides, incantations filling the room. With a roar I charge, even though the odds aren’t good. I’d rather die now than later. I manage to kill a few, but they are too strong, their magic wrapping around me like chains and dragging me to the ground.
Before everything goes black, I see the high priestess’s bright, cold blue eyes before me. “You will suffer for your actions, beast.”
“I woke up chained, which seems to be a recurring theme in my life.” I pause. “I was searching for you, the witches found me first, and when I woke up I was here.”
“I’m sorry, Dume.” She grins at me. “Want me to help kill them?”
A laugh tumbles free, a sound so foreign to me that I freeze. “You are bloodthirsty.”
“One of my better qualities, I assure you,” she purrs. “We were confused. My other mate, Nos, could smell witches, and when we contacted a few others they all smelled something different. We figured out they were working together, we just don’t know why. Women are disappearing and now I’m beginning to think the council is behind it.”
“The witches will work for whoever pays the best, or if it means they can hurt supernaturals. They hate them with a passion, they think they are above us, think their power was bestowed by gods and we are nothing but nightmares gone wrong.”
“Well, they are going to love me.” She beams. “My bull, I’ll free you, and together we will figure out what’s going on and stop them. Humans are being taken as well, I saw them and the labs set up in the basement to try and bring out supernatural qualities in them.” She frowns as I growl.
“That sounds like the experiments they used to work back when I was free, always trying to find better, badder monsters to control.”
“We need to find out what’s going on and stop them before there is no one left to fight them. I haven’t been in this world long, but I know about people who crave power, they won’t stop here,” she mutters.
“How do we stop them?” I frown. “I am chained and we are locked up.”
She grins then, and if she wasn’t my mate, I might even be a little scared of that smirk, instead my cock pulses, making itself known. Just then the door opens and we both jump to our feet. I try to push her behind me, but she crosses her arms and strolls around me with a shit-eating grin aimed at the eagle waiting there.
“Veyo,” she greets. “I would like to thank you for your lovely hospitality.”
“I’m glad you have enjoyed your stay, skinwalker. Are you ready to talk like civilised people now or shall I lock you back up again?”
“The test shows that Will is…not the father!” I lean closer with wide eyes as the woman jumps up from the seat and starts attacking an older woman as a shocked man watches on and the crowd cheers. “This show is something else,” I whisper, shaking my head. “Are humans really like this? Do parents not claim their young? You must be tested? Are they fighting to the death? What are the rules?” I wonder out loud.
“This is helping him think?” comes a snarky response from the fallen in the corner who, whenever I look over, keeps pulling blades from more places and showing me them in a threat. What an amusing man he is.
I am in a bad mood, though, mainly because I got here too late and my dragon wants to kill people. Right now he is pacing around in the cage in my head, snarling at me and blowing darkness. I really need to feed him, to keep him