บททั้งหมดของ MARKED BY MY STEPBROTHER : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Sophie’s POVThe heavy metal door to the escape tunnel made a lot of noise and that was because of the pressure that was coming at it from the other side. I could hear the Devourer’s forces ramming against it from the other side. They were scraping with their claws, and they were writhing, with that terrible ancient voice echoing through the metal. The problem here was that we were all exhausted and they didn't even look like they had started with us at all. It was like we were wasting our time trying to fight them off and protect what was coming. Maybe we couldn't even beat these guys and all that we could do was to just delay the inevitable, was that the case?“Keep moving!” Damon shouted, his voice was raw already. He had his shoulder against the door, muscles straining as he tried to buy us more time. Blood ran down his arms from fresh wounds, but he refused to let go.I held Lucas tight and ran deeper into the tunnel. At this point, my golden energy was still around us, but it w

Sophie’s POV The tunnels went on forever, cold and narrow, the only light coming from the emergency bulbs and the faint golden glow still stuck to Lucas’s skin. I walked in silence beside Damon, feeling the pain in my body with ever step. The temporary severing of the family bond felt like a piece of me had been cut away. I couldn’t feel Damon’s emotions anymore. I couldn’t sense Lucas’s little sparks of power the way I used to. It felt wrong and mpty. Lucas fussed quietly in my arms, his small hands holding my shirt. He kept looking up at me with those silver eyes, as if asking why everything felt different. “I know, baby,” I whispered, kissing the top of his head. “Mommy feels it too. But we’re going to fix this. I promise.” Damon walked on my other side, supporting me when my legs shook so much that he noticed. His face was grim, but I could see the weariness in the lines around his eyes and the way his shoulders slumped slightly. Blood still leaked through the makeshift ban

Sophie’s POVThe tendril wrapped around Lucas like a chain covered with darkness, and it pulled him from my arms even before I could react. My son’s terrified cry tore through me like a blade.“Lucas!” I screamed, pushing myself forward with every bit of strength that I had left. Golden energy exploded from my hands, burning at the shadow tendril, but it only tightened its grip. The Devourer’s form, cracked and fractured from our combined attack. Regardless, it laughed as if we weren't even doing our best. Because me, Damon shifted as he jumped, into his big black wolf. He rammed into the tendril trying to tear at it. “Let him go!” he said through the bond, the newly restored connection was totally filled with his rage and terror.And it wasn't even something that I could ever match. The bond was back, and it was raw, bright, and stronger than before. This particular feeling? It gave me strength and I poured everything into the golden-red blast, joining my power with his. The tendri

Sophie’s POVThe cavern was shaking as the Devourer’s forces poured in from almost everywhere. It would probably come down on us if it kept at it but I wasn't sure if The Devourer would let that happen. What it wanted was my son, and I was pretty sure that it didn't want Lucas dead before it had the opportunity to use him for whatever it was that it had planned. “Stay behind me as much as you can,” Damon said urgently, then shifted partially. “If it gets bad, take Lucas and run deeper into the mines.”“I’m not running,” I replied, because it was hardly ever an option for me. Leaving either my son or Damon was something that really didn't gel well with me. “Not without you. We promised each other.”We were all afraid. Damon, me and even Lucas. Everyone was afraid at this thing called The Devourer. Marcus was, and I could tell that Elowen was terrified. Anyway, they didn't need to be. Not like they were its targets. But their fear was for the unknown. What would happen afterwards? Wo

Sophie’s POVAfter the Devourer was gone, the cavern fell into a heavy silence. I sat on the cold stone floor, Lucas against my chest, his small body finally still after hours of crying. The bond between the three of us was steady now, warm and reassuring, but I could still feel the effects of the corruption trying to disturb my mind. My shoulder still hurt me where the shadow had grazed me, so breathing without feeling pain was impossible at this point. Damon knelt beside us, his large hand gently stroking Lucas’s back. Blood was on his face and arms, making you think the sort of shit he'd been through. “You did it,” he whispered. “Both of you. You held the line when I couldn’t.”“No, we held it. But he’s just a baby, Damon. What bothers me right now is how much more can he take? How much more can we take?”“As much as we have to. But we’re not doing this alone anymore. The pack is with us as well as The Veil. We have time now.”