they pointed upwards. This was done to protect my body, covering it with my wings in a cocoon of demonic skin the second I burst through the obsidian crystal. Then the second I was through, my horns shifted back at the same time I uncurled my wingspan and cut through the air as quickly as possible, needing to get away.
I didn’t know how long it was until I found myself stopping enough to take a breath and holding myself suspended in the air. The sight of her sacrificing herself again clung to me like a fucking web of lies! I had thought the more distance I put between myself and the Eye then the better it would be. But the truth was the vision fucking haunted me! Like the ghost of a soul before death. I even found myself dropping a metre or two as my wings lowered in defeat.
“No…no, it won’t happen…it can’t…I won’t let it happen,” I muttered to myself before my head snapped up and my wings lifted with my surge of determination.
“Speaking of which, time to get my girl back!” I snapped at no one before gritting my teeth and getting my ass in gear. Because despite the fucked up shit the Eye had shown me, it had first done what I had asked of it. It had shown me where the shifters were taking her and thankfully for me, as a combined entity, they were slower than I was. So, it was time to put the sight of a fate I would never allow to happen behind me and concentrate on my current mission. One that meant getting my Chosen One back and the price being…
Three dead shifters.
Thankfully, it took me no time at all to get to the wastelands and beyond that, were the soul fields. A place which was where the Eye had shown me I would find them. This meant that I wasn’t surprised when I found all four forms below, as the vision had shown me such.
It had granted me the sight of them as they are, back as men and no longer as their combined beast. This was lucky on my side for that would have been a much harder battle to face, and not one I was confident I would have walked away from unscathed.
Of course, the situation wasn’t made any better when I saw the actions below, although seeing my girl slapping the redheaded bastard Trice across the face eased my fury a little. But then a few moments later and just as I was getting closer their angry exchange morphed into one that made my blood boil.
“Oh, fuck no!” I snarled the second I saw him with his arms around her from behind, but then on my descent I heard her tell him,
“I was already free, you just didn’t get to see it.” So that was what this was about. It was as I suspected, the brothers thought they were saving her from a tyrant King. But of course they fucking did!
Fuck!
She turned in his arms and the second her hand cupped his cheek I roared in undiluted anger. It cut through the air like thunder, meaning that when I landed on the ground, I did so as if lightning had just struck it. But then the Cockatrice must have had a fucking death wish after all, for he made yet another colossal mistake. This was when he tried to position Amelia behind him as if protecting her from me!
I was going to tear him to fucking pieces!
I snarled low and dangerous, a warning of what was to come, feeling the weight of my fangs as they pushed through my gums. Gods, but I could almost taste the shifter’s blood as the thirst for it was that great. But then, as Amelia tried to get around him to get to me, this was when he got a true taste of my girl. Or more importantly, what happened when you tried to force Amelia to do anything…you often found your ass handed to you or on the floor!
Fuck me, but in that moment, I couldn’t have been prouder of her and at the very least watching it managed to cool the rage in my blood a little. For once she was free to do so, she ran towards me and began calling my name. Thankfully, I had enough sense even through my dark, demonic nature to release my armour so when she threw herself carelessly into my arms,