Page 56 of Hellish Witch

Nerves tried to choke me, despite the sluggish weight to my body.

I didn’t have wings. In fact, I barely had any demonic traits.

I’d never flown before, despite the number of times I’d fantasised about Killian wrapping me in his arms and making me see stars.

His strong arms held me now as we soared. The only sound was the rushing of the wind in my ears, whipping my hair into a tornado of blood-red curls.

It was definitely smacking Killian in the face, but the demon didn’t say a thing as he flew me away.

My body shook as I thought about what had happened.

What I’ddone.

“Kill.” My voice cracked with the anguish. “Drop me. Drop me right fucking now. Before I hurt you even more.”

Killian stared down at me, jaw clenched, with a wildness in his demonic eyes I’d rarely seen. He blinked rapidly, seeming unstable.

Well, more so than usual.

“Never,” he snarled. “I’d take any pain, just to be near you.”

My throat closed off with panic at his words. I couldn’t think straight. Was I hurting him, even now?

But that horrifying darkness seemed satiated. Almost like it had taken its fill and slumbered happily while I was left with the fallout.

“Alpha and Cookie? And those captives…” I had to swallow thickly, my mouth dry from the wicking wind. “Did I…?”

I couldn’t finish that sentence.

“No,” he rasped. “They’re fine. But I hadn’t hurt some of the slaver scum enough for your magic to finish them off though.”

Relief flooded me, but it was short-lived.

“What…happened?” I asked slowly, voice barely audible over the breeze.

“Your magic… It was…unstable,” he began.

Understatement.

His jaw clenched for a moment, lashed by my red strands, but he didn’t seem to notice. He finally gritted out words: “That damn cat hit you.”

My last memory before waking up in his arms was the giant furball launching herself at me. But I wasn’t annoyed.

I was relieved.

“Thank fires,” I murmured.

Killian’s scowl deepened, carving furrows between his brows.

Those hybrids were safe from me, and free. Hopefully Alpha would head back to Zoella now too, and that crazy hellcat would stop stalking me.

Everyone was fine and far away from me.

Except the stubborn enforcer, clutching a monster to his chest.

He folded his wings around me, their soothing feel immediately overshadowed by the lurch in my middle as we plummeted.

“Kill!” I squealed, clinging to him as tight as my trembling arms could.

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