Dannie came down the stairs cautious of her heavy stomach. She slept well now that she wasn’t having nightmares, but waking up wasn’t so nice. So many injections all in a row Dannie thought was taking a toll on her system. She threw up five times before she felt strong enough to come downstairs. The plan was to get her laptop and see what she could find on Laina. Maybe if Dannie knew more about her she would be able to figure out where the demon might have left hints for her.
“Shit man, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do that,” Dannie said rushing over to Balric. He grunted as she helped him sit up. Dannie dusted off the dirt and grass that stuck to him. “Are you hurt? Should I go get Sara?” “Danielle,” Balric said, grabbing her hands and holding them in his. “I’m perfectly fine.” “Are you sure?” she asked, feeling guiltier and guiltier by the minute. “That was like twenty feet.”“And? I can handle a lot more than that, Little Mason.” He grinned at her as he brushed the hair away from her face with one hand, yet still held her hands in his other one. It was only then when Dannie realized how close they were. She swallowed and tried to suppress her body’s reaction to said closeness. “I’m more concerned about you. What happened? Your heart was racing and your breathing out of control.”As Balric looked at her, concern etched in his face, Dannie felt exposed and everything she was, was out there for him to see. “I felt something. A otherness,” she admitted, tugg
Sara frowned as she saw Dannie and Balric walk in the infirmary. Dannie wondered if she ever left this room. Sara always seemed to be here. “On the bed. What happened this time?” She asked, gathering instruments and herbs.“I was trying to find answers,”
Nearly an hour had passed, but Dannie couldn’t reach that calm she needed to reach the otherness and find the answers she needed. Dannie got up and took out the pill bottle from under her bed. There was one left. Thank God, for that. She lit up and took a long hit. Calm, Dannie needed to be calm. She also needed a contingency plan. There is only one person she knew that would let her walk into a trap alone, yet she could still count on to have her back — Cass.
Dannie’s screams turned shrill then the pain was suddenly gone. Little aftershocks of pain echoed through her, but it was nothing compared to before.“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” one of the deabru said when Dannie looked up at them. “What the hell, Voss, what the hell?” He clung to the scrag
Dannie looked into the mirror, staring at her reflection. Despite getting her ass kicked, there wasn’t a broken bone, bruise, or cut to show for it. That wasn’t so much a problem as the eye color change was. Her once brown color had turned to a blue-lavender color. “What the hell,” Dannie breathed leaning in closer and wondered what else had changed since last night.She pulled back her lips to look at her teeth, remembering how they felt when she ‘shifted.’ A sigh of relief escaped her when she saw completely normal blunt human teeth. Next Dannie removed her shirt to be a hundred percent sure there was nothing else that had changed besides her eyes. She was about to remove her jeans as well when she saw it. In the center of her stomach was a tattoo - the symbol that was on the cover of the black book.It looked slightly faded as if she had it for years. With a trembling hand, Dannie reached down and touched the dark lines of the tattoo. She traced it with her fingertips, but nothing h
“I’ve never seen anything like this,” Sara said, leaning in so close to look at Dannie’s eyes that Sara had not just invaded Dannie’s personal space, but had conquered it for her own. “And you say this happened after you shifted into whatever it was you shifted into?”Da
Balric and Cass walked towards the center of the yard and started warming up. Dannie couldn’t help but watch them for a moment. Balric, despite his size, moved with quick grace. There was something primally attractive about him. She couldn’t put her finger on exactly what it was, but it pushed all her buttons. Cass, Dannie had no doubts, could pull men in just as easily. Beautiful, quick, and strong, Cass was like poetry in motion. The two looked good together.
The rock, about the size of a golf ball, elevated around three inches off Dannie’s hand. Blood trickled from her nose and down her face. The temptation to clean it away made her fingers twitch. The rock wavered and Dannie forced her full focus back onto it. Holding the rock like that took much more effort than throwing it with her magic.