the impact didn’t hurt her. This way I could hold her as close as possible and at the same time wrap my arms around her and lift her to my height. I cupped the back of her head, pressing her to my neck and feeling her take a deep breath. In all honesty, it was the first fucking time since the throne room, that I myself could breathe easy.
“Amelia.” I let her name out as a whisper through her hair and cared little that it sounded like a fucking prayer that had been answered. One laced with the secret vow that fate could fucking burn for all I cared. Nothing would happen to my Chosen One…
She was eternally mine!
After giving me a squeeze, I lowered her back to the ground so I could see for myself that she was unharmed. I framed her face and lifted it up so I could take in every inch of her beautiful features, lingering on the relief in her startling blue eyes.
“Are you alright, Sweetheart?” I asked making her nod in return and not missing the cocky McBain brother’s comment,
“Och, I think we hae missed something big 'ere, brothers.” I ignored Vern’s assessment of the situation as well as his brother’s simple reply,
“Aye.”
I ignored all this in face of Trice regaining his feet and challenging me with his furious demeanour. Fucking bring it on shifter shit stain!
“Wait here,” I said sternly after releasing a growl, one she couldn’t miss the meaning of… There was about to be blood…lots and lots of fucking blood!
“No! Lucius, no…” she started to beg at me to stop but I ignored this until I felt her running after me.
“Amelia, do as you’re told!” I snapped back before she managed to catch up and was now facing me, but it was Trice’s actions that cemented an already sealed fate, drawing his weapon as he spoke,
“Aye, Amelia, dae as yer Master commands!” I had to fucking give it to him, he was one ballsy fucker!
“Not helping here!” Amelia snapped back at him making me growl down at her before warning furiously,
“Get. Back!”
“NO!” she bellowed in return, pushing against my chest as hard as she could, needless to say it was pointless. So, I physically moved her out of the way by grabbing her waist and dumping her small frame to the side. After which I took advantage of her dazed state, left over from my quick actions and continued my advance on the bastard.
However, my little hellfire wasn’t done with me yet.
I knew this when I suddenly felt her body impact my back before she swiftly locked her legs around me. Then she used all her weight to propel me to the ground, meaning I had no choice but to follow or I would have risked hurting her. Fuck, but she was quick when she wanted to be! And sprightly too, which was surprising seeing as she was also usually clumsy as hell.
She tried to pin me to the ground whilst shouting down at me,
“It wasn’t their fault! They didn’t know!” I ignored this and gave her a piece of her own actions and before she had chance to counteract the move, I flipped her to her back and thundered back down at her,
“They knew that they were acting against their King!” And this was the truth. Because no matter how noble an act they believed it to be, there was no escaping the fact that they had turned against me. But I knew Amelia wouldn’t understand this, for she didn’t have the grit for it. She didn’t fully understand what it took to rule, especially down here…not in my realm of Hell.
Furious that I was being forced to act in front of her, I growled in frustration as I pushed up from the ground where I had held her caged with my body. Then the moment I was upright I let my own weapon emerge from my body, with the darkness of Hell’s fury seeping from me. I had my opponent in my sights, seeing that he too was getting ready for the fight ahead, with his sword now being raised, prepared for the first strike. But then came a formidable voice behind me, the barest hint of it wavering told me of the emotions being held back as she issued her threat.
“If you do this…if you fight him or hurt any of them…then I swear to you, Lucius, I will never fucking forgive you! NEVER! Do you hear me?!”