~Carmen~
Something wet suddenly touches my ear and my soul nearly leaves my body in fright."You have no idea how bad I want to taste you," Dargo growls. "If I didn’t think I’d have to fight off my fucking ass baby brother who is raving mad for you too, I’d have you right here, right now."Shoving away from the bar, he roughly grabs my hand and begins to drag me toward the dance floor.Tripping after him, struggling to keep up, my head spins, and I get the crazy idea that he’s going to force me to dance with him. The thought is only reinforced when he comes to a sudden stop at the center of the dance floor.Then he slowly turns and says, "It took you long enough."Twisting around to see who he’s talking to, I watch Oscar stalk up to us. His hand is gripping Marielle's arm and dragging her like Dargo was dragging me."The damn driver parked the car in the garage," Oscar says irritably when he reaches us.Dargo snorts as if that’s not a~Zegulf~Pulling Carmen close to me, I help her step over the dying ghoul.Tucking her head into my chest, Carmen asks, “What... What do we do about Marielle?”“Declan,” I say and turn my head toward him. “Is the battle done with?”“It is,” he says, staring at me with eyes I can’t quite read.“Send them off,” I order, and move through the door.Behind me, I hear Declan start to hum a tune about being happy.Weird Howling!In front of me, scattered all over the not-so-Cabin-looking-Cabin, I see countless dead bodies.Alaric slowly makes his way over to me. Blood is splattered all over his hairy, bare chest.He’s picked up a slight limp but otherwise seems whole. He has really proven himself, and it warms my heart that this town will officially become his after we get rid of the Sect, that I have no doubt its members will be scrambling away from this city once the news of Dargo’s death breaks out.Sticking my hand out to meet Alaric’s, I ask the question that fills me with dread. “How do
~Zegulf~I can feel the bones in Dargo’s hands grating against each other, ready to snap.Squeezing down on his hands with all my might, I laugh as he slams his forehead into my face.Not caring when my nose shatters in a spray of blood. Roaring out with glee, I spit the blood running into my mouth into his eyes.“You should have run, Dargo! You should have never let me get my hands on you!”Unintelligible squeals pour from his lips as he feels the bones in both of his hands crushing into dust.Carmen, my soul-fated, my world, my other half, my everything…Those are the words that pummel through my veins as I yank Dargo to me.My fangs hitting the air, I take a deep breath of the fear I smell pouring out of him.“You fucked up, Dargo. You touched her.”Dargo starts laughing. “I’m untouchable, Zegulf. You think I would sit back and let you win me in my own town?”Almost immediately, the air in the room ripples as an auburn-haired, wretched-looking man appears in the room.I know the fo
~Zegulf~Without thought or reason, my body flies across the field where we’ve stationed our starting point, my claws bursting through my skin, my eyes instantly filling with the red haze of seething fury.Carmen is in danger, and it’s completely my fault.How fucking stupid can I be? How fucking naive was I to think she’d be ready for something like this?All around me, I hear roaring. Is it me or my men?No, I can hear it’s different than ours, it’s more guttural. Deep primal roaring.Alaric and his men have begun their attack. Even in my raging bloodlust, I have the presence of mind to remember them.The distance between me and Dargo’s hideout is quickly covered as I use every ounce of my enhanced abilities to reach Carmen. Through our bond, I know she’s in there, but she can’t focus on me.It’s like a wall of cotton stands between us, muting everything.The whole world is falling apart in the seconds it takes me to reach the door on the side of the building. It’s the least used ou
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~Carmen~I find myself inside a bar area that’s been abandoned by time. The décor is straight out of the nineties.The smell of old cigarette smoke oozes out of the brown walls. Soft, buttery light comes from a couple of old lamps suspended from the ceiling above the bar.The bar itself is covered in bottles, empty glasses, and dirty plates. A faint moan drifts over from the booths lining the opposite wall, and several heartbeats thrum in that direction.As much as I dread it, the whole thing reminding me of the club, I have no choice but to approach and search for the soul-fateds.I cover the distance quickly, intent on checking and making a speedy exit. Something about the area is setting off my instincts. I don’t know what it is, but I can feel the hair on the back of my neck wanting to stand on end. The closer I get to the booths, the stronger the smell of blood and sex becomes.This is where Dargo and his men have their fun. Peeking into the first dark booth, I see a couple of b
~Carmen~We’re about to teleport into the middle of a viper’s nest. We have no clue where we’ll end up or who we’ll face when we arrive.I don’t have any true control or mastery over my powers. Everything is still very new to me. I feel like a newborn fawn just finding her legs. So, Alpha Gaston is the one teleporting us.The Alpha is so calm, so quiet, so calculated, so careful, and I have no doubt he's also a man of few words…His fingers tighten around mine just before he twirls me in circles, and the world blurs around me, colors... bright pinks, yellows, and purple clouds of black flash in front of my eyes.The world rushes around us until we finally snap into place. Alpha Gaston yanks his hand out of mine, and I open my eyes.‘Where are you?’ Zegulf asks at once through the bond.Wow! The bond can go so far?Blinking against all the dust we’ve disturbed, I nearly giggle as I take in what surrounds us.‘In a store room.’I’m immediately filled with a sense of relief; Zegulf’s rel