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.
It hurt. It hurt like a son of a bitch, but it didn’t seem to take as long or hurt as much as the first time. Dannie heard Cass swear, fear in her voice and scent as she stood. Dannie opened and closed her clawed hands.“What-what is she?” Cass asked, again the fea
Sara swore and ducked behind the lab table when Dannie appeared on the medical bed. “What—Danielle, is that you?” She had forgotten she was still in her shifted form. Sara stood up cautiously, her hand over her heart when Dannie nodded. “I thought you were in Cheyenne. Is something wrong?”
Balric walked in, pushed the rocking chair over to Dannie’s bed and sat in it. His forearms rested on his thighs. “I heard you don’t want to do your magic anymore.”“There a question in there somewhere or you just want me to confirm what you heard is right?”
Dannie spent the rest of the evening and some of the night, thinking about how she’d be able to get an advantage over Voss when he would follow the breadcrumbs of her magic. In the library, the next day, Dannie was researching through the many books there when she smelled Balric, a moment before she saw Balric join her. “What can I do for you, Betrayer?”