Page 68 of Anger

“I don’t know what you are talking about,” she replied, crying.

“Liar!” Alainen lifted the knife and held it above her stomach. “Did you think I didn’t hear you say you were pregnant? Your betrayal of me is twofold. How dare you take another man to your bed?”

His arms moved down to stab her unprotected belly when the door burst open.

Mac rushed through it and tackled Alainen, taking him down. Alainen roared as he fought back against Mac, who was in human form.

Ranson followed Mac through the door and headed for her. He grabbed the dagger Alainen had dropped and began cutting the ropes. All the while, his head swivelled to see if they were being filmed.

“Mac!” Lanie screeched as he flew backwards. Mac was a soldier, but he didn’t have the strength of being born as God’s chosen protector.

Alainen went after him, and Mac found himself on the defence.

“Shift!” Lanie screamed.

“I don’t know how!” Mac yelled back as Alainen’s fist hit where his head had been a mere second before.

Lanie sat up and shifted herself.

Alainen roared as he saw Lamia. “You bitch! I knew that was you!”

“You forced a bond on me, you were never my mate!” Lamia cried.

Alainen’s God Sword appeared in his hands as Lamia hissed. “I was yours!” he boomed.

“No. I was yours, you were never mine, you abusive piece of shit!”

Alainen came at her, and Lamia’s own God Sword appeared. She parried his blow and struck back. Alainen dodged her strike, and Ranson scrambled out of the way as they began fighting in earnest. The table went flying as Alainen pressed his attack, insane rage and hate on his side.

Lamia hit him into a wall, leaving a man-shaped dent as she fought for the lives growing inside of her.

Alainen had abused her for thousands of years. And had tricked her before she absorbed Anger. Lamia had righteous anger, and she used every drop of it.

Mac was sitting slumped, shaking his head. Alainen had hit him hard, and Lamia yearned to get to him.

Alainen ran at her like a bull, and she hit him with her tail. “I’ll take your head, foul creature,” he promised.

“You’re going to die today,” Lamia snapped in return. Alainen spun and threw a dagger straight at Mac.

“No!” Lamia screamed.

Mac moved to one side and shifted. Alainen’s eyes widened. “Two of you?”

“My real mate. Not forced on me. It was my bond with Mac that broke your hold on me,” Lamia taunted.

Alainen roared in fury. “I’ll kill you both!”

“You can try,” Lamia cried and launched at him.

Alainen found himself hard-pressed as Mac struck from one side. He swung at Mac, rightfully judging him to be slower and less used to his form. Alainen missed by inches, but Lamia didn’t.

Her sword cut deep in the other side of his face, and blood sprayed everywhere. Blinded, Alainen swung wildly, and Mac hit him with the table.

Alainen stumbled back, and Lamia’s sword cut deep once more.

His eyes widened and held hers as slowly his head rolled off his shoulders.

Lamia gasped as his head fell at her tail, dead eyes looking at her.

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