The next time Riordan came in, Freya was ready. She dove from her perch above the door and tackled him to the ground, her claws scouring his chest in deep bloody lines. His beating heart was just beneath her, all she needed was her dagger thrust into the offending organ and her target would be eliminated. She called to the darkness and her eyes widened when the magic refused to unfurl into a weapon as usual. Her momentary shock cost her. He gripped her hands and flipped her over his head. She landed hard on her back and twisted to get away but he grabbed her ankle and dragged her closer, his huge body pinning her to the ground. Her claws sharpened and she raised them to rip out his throat but he caught her wrist and pinned them both above her head. She bucked and tried to throw him off or rip her wrists from his grip but even though he secured her with only one hand, it was impossible to get away. She cursed colourfully, damn werewolves and their inhuman strength! His fist suddenly p
She landed hard, the breath knocked out of her. The missile hit the opposite wall with so much force that it should have brought the roof crashing down but the house merely shook, absorbing the impact. “Stay down.” Riordan growled and went to the window, peering out. He cursed colourfully and she leaped up. “Who are those?” She asked, angry at her hope being dashed. “What do they want?”He looked calm again when he turned to her. “Go to the inner room now! If you want to survive the next hour, you had better stay in there and out of sight.” He ordered and she balked at being ordered around by him. Without waiting for her response he prowled outside to meet his guests. Go inside her foot. She pulled up at the window again, peering out discreetly. She watched him stop in front of the army, his arms loosely at his side. “Derrick!” He called. “I didn’t expect to have you.” “I have no time for pleasantries Riordan. Where is the bride I gave to you?” The man called Derrick snarled.
Riordan’s face held a scowl and her heart pounded with something akin to fear. The ball in her hand burned, feeling like a dirty secret. “Step away from the chest.” He growled and she threw her shoulders back and glared defiantly.“Why? Is there something I shouldn’t find?” She asked and his nostrils flared with annoyance. “For once! Do as you are told!” He snarled. Somebody really didn’t want her to find the ball. Her hand closed around the item in question and she felt her eyes widen when she closed her hand on nothing at all. She stared at her hand in shock to confirm that the ball was gone and before she knew it she was tackled into the floor. “Do you want to die?!” Riordan growled above her and she laughed. “Mate, is that not the whole point of this dance? You either kill me or I kill you.” She snarled. Remembering her father’s scream and her mother’s blood, she swore it would be her that ended him, even if she perished in the process. She threw him off her and paced. “Who
“Watch out!” Riordan’s warning came a little too late. Freya landed hard on her bound hands and she hissed with pain as her shoulder shifted to the front. Riordan leapt from his horse and ran for her just as another missile whistled through the air again. She flinched and he caught the arrow that nearly punched into her eye in midair. With an enraged growl, he shoved her behind him. “Show yourself!” He snarled and the leaves ruffled. The twins stepped out and she gasped, hurrying to her feet. One of her worst nightmares was playing out in front of her. “Shadow.” Hans said with a dirty smile. “There are rumours spreading in town about you, you know. They say you are dead.” “Seeing the state of her, that would have been a better end wouldn’t it?” Dirien sneered and she stiffened. Damn Riordan and these stupid chains. She wouldn’t mind a hole opening up in the ground so she could crawl into it. “Chains or no, I won’t find it difficult to whoop both of your asses.” She bluffed. They
Riordan grabbed her shoulder and punched the socket back into place. Freya screamed with pain and staggered back with a hiss.“Your shoulder was out of place.” Riordan said, cool as a cucumber and strode past her. Freya glared at his back, livid. What was this?! She was so embarrassed she could die. The mate bond was messing with her head, how could she forget he was the enemy?He hit a high whistle and a few moments later, his horse came cantering back. “Good boy.” He ran his fingers through the horse’s mane and she pointedly looked away from those fingers. She hated those fingers, she would be sure to break them before she killed him. He climbed atop his horse and glanced back at her, extending a hand. “Come here. Your horse got away.” Said Riordan. “You jest.” She deadpanned. “You can’t possibly be proposing I share a horse with you.”“I am.” He replied. She saw it then, him behind her with his arms around her. She would breathe him in with every breath, feel him against her b
Freya’s scream was stolen by the darkness as the grip on her ankle dragged her into the cave. She tried to fight back, to resist this dreadful crawl but she was being hauled in too fast. She screamed again and her head hit the cave wall as she was yanked through a corner. She couldn’t see anymore, couldn’t lift a finger to fight back because her hands were still freaking tied at her back. She screamed in frustration and was suddenly hauled up the steep wall, hanging from her ankle. Her eyes adjusted and she felt her heart stutter as she came face to face with a creature from nightmares. Looking slightly feminine, the cave dweller was so pale she was translucent, her face alone the size of a dinner tray with green stringy hair trailing over her shoulder. Humanoid arms ended in what looked like long kelp and the creature fixed her with a rheumy gaze and yawned open her huge jaws. “What the fuck?!” Freya yelled and squirmed urgently, trying to kick out of the grip. “H-hangry.” The cre
Never again, Freya thought as the ride dragged on forever. She was stiff as a board as the horse raced to take them far away from the creature. This had to be the worst ride she ever took. He gripped the reigns with their shackled hand and her thoughts lingered uncomfortably on the strength in his back to which her cheek was pressed. His scent invaded her nose with every breath, all male and wolf and she shifted uncomfortably, nearly falling off the horse’s back. Against her, he sat stiff as a board and she wished she could see his face to catch a glimpse of what he was thinking of at this moment. Was she the only one affected?“What the hell was that?!” She hollered in his ear to distract herself. “I’m right in front of you. Why are you yelling?” He growled. “Well answer me. What the hell just nearly ate me for dinner?!” She hollered again. “That was a Gordon. They are thousands of years old and have long gone extinct.” Replied Riordan. “No shit! That lady didn’t look very ext
“Riordan!” Vinaud said as he stood up. Riordan extended a hand which he pumped enthusiastically before he motioned him to the seat opposite him.“Sit.” Said Vinaud and when Riordan moved to do just that, Freya followed and Vinaud’s attention finally snagged on her. His brows rose into the air. “Who is she?” He asked harshly. “Reynette, my mistress.” Replied Riordan. Vinaud tsked and his gaze never left her. “Mixing business with pleasure, big man?” He asked and Riordan smirked and jerked her forward. “This one time is worth it. She won’t leave my side, and her lips are sealed.” Replied Riordan. She watched their host from deep within her cape and she held her breath, choking on the tense moment that felt explosive. He hadn’t moved a muscle and was still staring at her with lowered brows, like he would pull down her cape any minute to satisfy his curiosity. “Do I know her?” He directed the question at Riordan who chuckled. “I doubt. Forgive her manners, she is a shy one.” Vin
“Shinay, what have they done to you?” Geoffriane asked when she stopped in front of him. “You are not yourself.”“No.” She replied. “I wasn’t myself for the longest time. I just found myself again.”The rest of the Wild Hunt rode to stand behind him and he shook his head. “No, we had a vision. It was meant to be.” Said Geoffriane. “We waited for you for a hundred thousand years. You are the only one that can save us.”“I still believe in the vision.” She said as she stepped forward and tentatively touched the Ghost Rider’s cold face. “You have suffered for too long, thanks to merciless gods that use us only for their amusement.”“So let’s kill everybody. It’s the only way we can get eternal rest.” Geoffriane pleaded. “There’s another way.” She pointed out. “I would never leave you to continue suffering eternally. If the world won’t die for you, then you die for the world. It is time for the Wild Hunt to end.”He reared back and away from her, drawing in a shocked breath. “What you
The force of Shinay’s dark magic shoved all three of them back, but she tensed, unable to finish the last step of ending their lives completely. “Freya, remember yourself.” Adrian said, stepping forward despite the heatwaves of Shadow magic that she was exuding. She shook her head and pushed him back harder and he groaned with pain as her magic started to sear his skin right off his bones.“I’m not Freya!” She snarled. “Yes you are.” Zeldaurus replied, pushing forward. He also tried to step forward but he couldn’t take up to two steps before her magic forced him to a stop.“We are not your enemies.” Zeldaurus said. “”We are here to help you.”Tears streamed down her eyes and she kept her hands up, her magic up. “No, you are my enemies.”She had no idea what they had done to her brain, why it felt like someone had broken her head open and was scooping out the contents with a scalding hot spoon. Only her enemies would curse her to feel this pain, to see the painful memories that u
The Wild Hunt opened the door to the next realm and Shinay lead them into it. Everywhere they went, screams started then blood started to flow. Death was no longer inevitable, it was here. She was drunk on the dense trail of Death they carved. Death was the beginning of the world and it was the end. She didn’t remember who she was before, what she was before, and she didn’t want to. Whoever she was before was weak, now she was exactly as she was meant to be. The screams had started afresh and she smiled coldly as she raised her face to the sky and sent thunderbolts down into the realm. The realm inhabitants were magic wielders and they tried to defend themselves with it. But how could you kill what was already dead? Behind her, the army of the Dead rode, screaming their rage as they rode to avenge their misfortune. Her eyes turned a solid black as she prepared the dark storm that would destroy every living entity in the realm. Her eyes caught a sudden shimmering in the air, a por
The She-wolf glanced up when Riordan shattered the door and she paled quickly. "Who the fuck are you?" The male that was inside her snarled and she hissed. "Shut up."'She said and climbed down from him. Riordan folded his arms and watched as she took her time covering herself with a robe, before grabbing a glass of wine and pressing it to her lips."Leave us." She told the man. "Leave the building." He advised him and the man sent him a dark look before shutting the door behind him. "I wasn't informed you were in town." Said Aria. "If I were, I wound have made some preparations in advance.""I like to be discreet." Riordan replied, watching as she sashayed to her bedside and perched on her bed, crossing her leg. "I appreciate a discreet man, especially when they are so caring as to check up on a lonely She-wolf.""You sent the Council dogs after her." He growled and she forced a smile to her lips. "You should really engage in the act of small talk, it can be quite engaging and
For the umpteenth time, Adrian found himself pacing.“You’re going to wear a path in my rugs.” Rooke growled. “One more word and I’ll torch the damn rug.” He growled in reply but he did sit his ass down. M“I’m not good at this, sitting on my hands.”“There’s nothing more you can do.” Rooke said patiently. “You already tried going after her but you cannot penetrate Faerie’s security.”“But how was it possible that she made it in and I didn’t?” He pondered aloud and Rooke shrugged. “Perhaps she has Fae blood in her ancestry. Regardless, there’s nothing more you can do but wait now.” Rooke said calmly, trying to appeal to his rational mind but Adrian’s mind was spinning a thousand terrible scenarios, all preventing him from relaxing even a little. “What if my portal went rogue and threw her into another realm?” “Adrian!” Rooke snarled, standing. His childhood friend looked like he was on the verge of strangling him. “You said yourself that you felt your portal open into Faerie. Yo
Faerie was first. The sky darkened suddenly, and all of the Fae glanced up at the ominous sign. Fariee weather never changed, and never before had they seen the sky darken with heavy clouds and the clouds roil with lightning and thunder. They all looked to the sky as the Wild Hunt emerged."Take back your power." Geoffraine urged and Shinay cast a perusing glance at the realm spread out before her. There, something called to her from deep inside the Winter court. She rode her horse for the piece of her that called to her."Ah. There she is." The female remained unconscious and inside her was the source of her ailment. Shinay thought she looked familiar but she didn't care to know why. Her power was a roiling ball of darkness in the female's chest, sucking up all of the female's energy and leaving her comatose. That was what Shinay wanted. "Come." Shinay crooked a finger and that ball eagerly lifted. It was never meant to be inside the female, there was no one alive that could cont
“What are you doing?” She growled. “Release me now or I will make sure I kill every one of you!”The Ghost Rider paused. “But you gave all of your powers away.” He replied and then the others streamed forward, circling around her and taking off their hats. Rather than looking as dead and skeletal as their horses, they were all flesh and bones, all with straight black hair that fell into their eyes and a rigid severe look about their face. She was surrounded. “Why have you brought me here?” She asked, unease raving down her spine as she eyed the single large bed in the room. The others spoke, but their words sounded like thunderbolts, she didn’t understand a single thing they were saying. “You will be ours, as soon as we break you in.” Said their conmander. Break her in? Like how humans broke a horse in? She didn’t wait to hear more. She lunged up and crashed her way through two of the otherworldly creatures, racing for the door and yanking it open- but it was firmly locked. A cry
At first, nothing happened. It was one last moment of silence right before the magic of the blood oath hit her like a ram. She sucked in a breath as the magic sunk into her blood, into her bones and when it pulled back out, it took everything from her. It felt like she died, she was almost sure it took her life away, her soul migrated out of her body, her very essence flowing out through her bloody hand and into the queen. The Queen gasped, staggering back but she kept the contact on her hand. Her magic migrated out of her body, through her hand and into the queen. It streamed out in dark waves, and she could hear Zeldaurus's silent yells but not really. Her world narrowed down into those waves, streaming out faster now. It hurt. She gritted her teeth against the pain, worse than anything she ever felt “; it was in her blood, in her bones. Somebody was screaming, it might have been her, or it might have been the queen, or maybe it was both of them. Her vision jumped as her magic
Immediately she stepped out of the portal, she knew there was trouble. Her hand shot up and and magic fizzled at her fingertips but it sputtered out as some foreign magic settled on her skin, snuffing out her power. She gasped with shock as the invisible net tightened and forced her to her knees. She glared at the slender figure that glided forward in a pearly white gown, the face of the queen which was fast becoming the most irritating face she ever saw. Beside her, Zeldaurus was frozen on his feet as he glared at the Queen, as if he had been immobilised on the spot. The four other warriors fanned out beside the queen, their shrewd gases monitoring every little breath she took. “What is the meaning of this?” Freya hissed, trying to get on her feet but the queen clamped her fist and the invisible net forced her back to her knees.“You can quit your struggling, there is no getting out of that unless I will it.” Said The Queen.Freya’s eyes practically spit fire as she glared at the