Elina felt a shiver go through her. Her body felt hot in comparison to his. That worried her. She knew he needed to be in the healing soil, and the fact that he refused to do so made her anxious beyond her comprehension. "Damonq," she whispered his name. Fearing for him. "Please do as the healer asked.""Shh . . . Listen to the words I say to you. First, in my language, the ancient language of my people, and then in your language so you understand the enormity of the sacred vows I am saying to you. I am tying us together. Giving you my heart and soul and body. I will take into my keeping your heart and soul and body. You will be safe with me."His fingers tightened around hers, his thumb still moving until she felt that caress go right through her skin straight to her heart. He had an effect on her she didn't understand. When he spoke his language, his voice was deep, the timbre commanding, vibrating through her body as if he was striking chords in her that were already prearranged and
"All right. It's done. Now, really, you have to get into the earth and let it heal you." Elina mentioned, her mind still reeling from the fact that she was part angel. That would explain her weird abilities. She thought."Almost. Ainaak sivamet jutta oleny. You are bound to me for all eternity. Ainaak terad vigyazak. You are always in my care." Damonq turned her hand over and brushed his lips over her knuckles.The gesture was pure intimacy, sending heat waves through her body. Her heart seemed to have found the rhythm of his. The longer she spent in Damonq’s company, the more she fell under his spell."Now, will you please go to ground?" She needed him to do so. The moment he did, she intended to find Clarissa and Tensel and tell them the truth. She had to save Damonq from himself."Not until I remove the parasites from your blood." He muttered."After. Tonight. That doesn't give you much time to heal." She kept her voice low and soothing, because more than her next breath, she neede
"There are ways to remove it." Again, Damonq’s voice was gentle and there was no judgment of any kind. He wasn't trying to persuade her one way or the other, he simply was voicing what she already knew."Of course, my first thought was I had to get rid of it. A child of the vilest creature on the face of the earth? There was no question. I couldn't stand the thought of it growing inside me like some monster with claws ready to tear me apart from the inside. The pain was so excruciating. I was terrified of what it would be, what horrible thing Darkness had conjured up and put inside of me. Every bad horror movie ever made played through my mind over and over." She was shaking so hard she could barely stand.He moved into her and gathered her into his arms. His body was large, strong; his arms felt like security, a security she hadn't known ever in her life. He sheltered her against his heart. She could feel it beating, strong and steady, just as he was. He felt invincible."You're the
The thought of telling it, reliving it . . . But she had to. Elina thought. Damonq deserved to know. He was sticking by her, even going so far as to believe she was his lifemate, mostly, she was certain, so others would believe it. He made her feel cherished, sitting in the chair, on his lap, his arms holding her securely, as if he could keep her safe from evil."Darkness had several others with him. They were so hideous. Teeth so pointy and stained with blood. They dug their nails into me, into my arms to hold me. Not like regular fingernails, but these long, thick claws like a grizzly bear." She rubbed her arms, from her biceps to her wrists, feeling those long talons digging into her flesh, right down to the bone. The pain had been unlike anything she'd ever experienced. The wounds were deep, burning, as if they'd poured acid into her veins."Even so, I fought him. I kept thinking if I fought, someone might come. Someone would help me." The lump in her throat grew until she thought
Elina nodded, keeping her head tight against him. He was her courage. He gave her that when it had been long gone. "He suddenly became gleeful and he started yelling to the others that now was the moment, to hurry. He gripped my body both inside and out, and one of the monsters, one he called demon, brought him this enormous needle. The tube was about ten inches long and filled with a dark liquid. I knew. I knew exactly what it was. The needle was very long. He shoved it into my skin, and it burned like hell. Then he began moving it around as if searching for something. There was so much pain."She closed her eyes and inhaled, needing the scent of him in her lungs. He filled her with strength. "It seemed to take forever. I was so terrified. I felt sickened by what they did. I am so afraid they might have done the same thing to Amelia. She's just a little girl. Fourteen or fifteen. She doesn't really talk about it and I've tried to get her to open up. I know something terrible happene
STORMA knock on the door woke me up from a shallow but sweet sleep that I have been enjoying for a few hours I think. Was it morning already? I wondered, rubbing my cheek not so gently. After I had woken up from the erotic dream about Kaden, I had taken a while to fall asleep again. Perhaps that's why I still felt a bit groggy. I wanted more of the bed and sleep.“Storm, are you awake?” That was Lucy. Oh god. Don’t tell me that she would act like a motherly figure in this house. I don’t think I can have a bout of mothering again after just escaping one. I thought, then cursing at myself for having such a bad thought about my friend before getting up from the bed and strolling to the door.“Hey good morning..” I greeted, immediately I opened the door, a short smile on my face, battling with the need to shut the door on her face and go back to sleep; it’s not like I was going anywhere today. I had quit from my stepmother’s shop, even though I didn’t serve the wicked woman a notice. But
STORM“So what was it you wanted to tell me about Jess?” I asked Lucy once we were done eating. We were lounging around on the fluffy sofas in the sitting room. The TV was on, but it didn’t grab our attention, not when this sweetness of a gist was around. I think I have stayed longer than normal to hear the information. Justin and Lucy exchanged weird glances that informed me that she must have told him already about the gist. Which leaves me in the dark. I hate being in the dark.“C’mon didn’t you think I have waited enough.” I teased Lucy and she snorted at me, choosing to laugh the next moment. “True true. It seems that you are becoming a patient, mature woman. Wow, kudos!” She said, winking at me, before returning back to her serious mood, her eyebrows furrowing as she probably deliberated on how she would go on delivering the gist.“So, what is it? I know Justin is already in on the information.” I mentioned it and she shrugged. “Yeah, that’s right. So, about your stepmother…Sh
STORMJustin’s look said everything that I wished it wasn’t saying. He thought that I was lying to them and that I had retracted back to my shell that gave me no reason to confide in them about my problems. Lucy must have interpreted his look as fast as I had because she was now looking at me the same way. I now had two people that didn’t trust my words. Not that I blamed them though, but this can’t be helped. I can’t tell them. “Will you guys quit looking at me like that?” I asked them, letting my feet stop its light stomping motion on the floor. “Is that guilty conscience speaking?” Lucy questioned, piquing her eyebrows at me, no trace of humour on her face. She was damn serious, and almost angry at me…the anger was just simmering at the edge. I knew her. Just one more push, and I can guarantee that she would bolt out of the seat and retire back to her room or go strolling with Justin. “There’s no guilty conscience anywhere.” I muttered, aware of Justin’s ticking jaw. He was gett