Page 9 of Stone Heart
The dark being looked almost human as it crept up to her. In the dark alley, her eyes were almost useless. She could only make out the shape. Finally, her body jumped into action as her fight or flight response kicked in.
She turned to run, cursing that she had on high heels. A swoosh overhead caught her attention, and she widened her eyes at the sight of another figure flying in the sky. Then it landed on the ground in front of her, its wings folding in behind it.
The figure from the parking lot.
Another screamed escaped her lips. She took in the demonic being’s facial features, his powerful muscles, and wings.
She was trapped.
“I will not hurt you,” the winged creature said, reaching its hand out to her.
For some odd reason, she believed him. The mist figure behind her radiated evil. She didn’t know how she knew that, but deep down in her gut, something screamed for her to run.
The demon’s eyes cut to her rear, a growl vibrating from him. He reached forward and snatched her behind him. The mist figure released a scream, its body glowing with a bright white light that illuminated the alley.
She stood frozen in fear, her gaze captivated by the demonic being that had fallen from the sky grabbing the mist figure by the throat and smacking it into the ground, snuffing out the light.
She stared at the place the demon had slammed the figure, unable to believe what she didn’t see.
The mist being was gone.
She swallowed a few times, taking in her savior as he slowly approached her. Her heart ricocheted against her chest. She couldn’t take her eyes off him.
She wasn’t sure what he was, but his leathery face with a single horn on his forehead held a scowl. His smooth, hide-like body was lined with muscles. She continued her gaze down to find his legs encased in leather pants.
Whatever he was in front of her, demon or whatever the case may be, he was certainly powerful.
A warrior.
Protector.The word whispered in the back of her mind.
“Why was that thing after you?” it demanded.
She shook her head, unsure of the answer. Her brain was trying to play catch-up with what she’d just witnessed, but it was in overload.
“What is your name?” he asked her.
Her breaths were coming fast, and she suddenly felt like she was suffocating. She took a step back, struggling to breathe, but in the end, lost the battle, and darkness claimed her.
