Page 81 of Bellamy
“I miss my old clothes.” I stepped into a pair of jeans Daman had let me borrow. They fit well but were a bit too emo boy for me. Raiden had also bought me clothes from town, but his idea of style was a bunch of oversized T-shirts and jeans that hung off my ass. At least the Nephilim brothers were trying to be nice. It was progress.
“I think you look hot.” Bellamy slapped my butt. “Skinny jeans make dat ass pop.”
I playfully flicked him with my tail.
“Want me to go shopping later and get shit that’s more your style?” he asked with an adorable grin.
“Don’t worry about it.” I whacked him with my tail again just for good measure. “I’ve been here for about three weeks and have survived just fine in peasant attire.”
“Peasant attire.” Bellamy laughed.
Once we were dressed, we left his room. The cloudy day had transitioned to an overcast evening. Very little light filtered in from the windows as the moon and stars hid behind dark clouds.
Reaching the top of the staircase, I caught a whiff of bacon wafting up from downstairs. “Breakfast for dinner?”
“Raiden likes to keep us on our toes,” Bellamy said. “He made breakfast croissants. Egg, cheese, bacon, and—”
The wall of windows beside the stairs blew inward, shooting shards of glass at us.
Bellamy threw himself on top of me and growled as it sliced his arms and face and tore open his shirt. My cheeks had been slashed, and there was a loud ringing in my ears. When Bellamy said something, it sounded like he was underwater. Or I was.
“Nix?” He cupped my cheek. Warmth emitted from his palm. He was healing my cuts.
I blinked at him once and groaned at the pain in my skull. Glass was in my hair and some had embedded in my scalp. He had blocked most of it though. His nicks had already healed.
“What was that?” I asked as we sat up.
His eyes unfocused for a moment. I recognized the look. He was speaking telepathically with his brothers.
“Al doesn’t know anything yet.” Bellamy stood from the step and grabbed my hand to help me do the same. “Every window in the mansion exploded at the same time.”
“Bell!” Daman appeared at the top of the stairs, blood dripping from his ears. Knowing how their powers worked, any wounds would soon heal. Warrin stood beside him, blood on his shirt but no injury I could see. “You good?”
“Yeah.” Bellamy looked out the window, peering into the darkness. “What the fuck happened?”
“Mason!” Gray exclaimed from downstairs, his voice echoing in the stairwell. “No, no, no. Look at me!”
The four of us descended the stairs and found Mason lying on the floor in a puddle of blood, large shards of glass sticking out of his back. Gray lay beneath him. He had shielded Gray from the blast. One spike stuck from Mason’s throat, blood seeping around it. Right in the jugular vein. The moment that glass was pulled free, he’d quickly bleed out.
Bellamy and Daman ran over and dropped down beside him.
“If he was dead, you would be too,” Daman told Gray, who was crying so hard he couldn’t breathe.
After nodding to Daman, Bellamy removed the shard of glass from Mason’s throat, and Daman threw his hand over the wound, his palm glowing. The three of them combined their powers to heal him. The human didn’t wake up, but his chest rose and fell with his breaths.
Gray let out a sob and gathered Mason in his arms, gently rocking him. “You’re okay.” He kissed his forehead. “You’re okay.”
Galen and Simon appeared from the other room, both unharmed.
“The barrier is down!” Alastair rushed into the entrance hall, alarm written all over his normally stern face. His sword was tight in his grip. “The windows shattering was an aftershock of it breaking. Gather your weapons and prepare for a fight.”
The barrier was down?
“That’s impossible!” Bellamy roared. “The spell they used to breach it the first time can only be used once.”
“This isn’t a mere breach,” Alastair said. “There’s nothing left of the barrier. The entire protective wall has been demolished.”
Bellamy and the others rushed to grab their weapons while I stood in the entrance hall, shocked. Something twisted in my gut. The barrier had been completely destroyed. Our location was exposed.
