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Storm ignores him though, and pushes himself harder, gaining only a few precious feet. He’s tiring, I can see it, and I’m starting to panic. Why the fuck won’t he use his wings? It’s practically his only chance now.
“Farren, tell him it’s okay to use his wings!” Mayhem yells at me from across the cavern.
“What?” I ask, knowing it’s not the time to be confused, but that’s thrown me.
“He won't fucking use them because he knows they scare you!” Reaper yells.
My heart sinks and swells all at the same time as I start to feel sick. He’s risking his life, so he doesn’t fucking frighten me.
“Storm, use your wings! I promise I’ll be fine!” I practically scream.
He hesitates for a mere second before his wings snap open behind him, and he catapults himself up into the air with one powerful leap.
My breath leaves me in a relieved whoosh. He’s safe now he’s flying. The Void beast can’t get him, and we might actually have a chance of switching his attention away from Storm.
My heart hits my boots, and I let out a scream as the Void beast jumps higher than it should be able to, and Storm starts to plummet towards the floor.
Chapter Thirty
Before any of us can get to him, he’s crashing into the stone base of the cavern with a groan, and the Void beast stands over him, mouths open, ready to take a bite.
No, he is MINE! I will not fucking lose him! I feel the wind whip around me as my magic fills the air, and my eyesight sharpens even further to the point where I can see better than if it were daylight.
“Stop!” I yell, “do not harm him. He is mine!”
To my utter amazement, the beast stops just short of taking a bite out of him and lifts its massive heads up to me; its eyes meet mine, and there’s an intelligence in them that is far more than a mere beast. It completely ignores Storm as it steps over him and makes its way toward me with slow and careful steps.
Storm groans as he moves his head, his face scratched and bloody thanks to the fall and yet he still tries to pull himself up as he sees it approach me.
“Farren,” his painfilled voice comes out as a croak as he reaches a hand out for me, still trying to move his broken and battered body in my direction.
“It’s okay. I promise,” I tell him and then search for Loki, who looks like he’s seconds away from coming for me. “Fix him.”
“It’s okay,” Zev says firmly.
“She’ll be okay,” Killian adds.
I watch as they all reluctantly start to head towards Storm, their eyes moving back to me every few seconds.
My gaze moves back to the beast. It stops only a few feet from me, curls its two front legs and kneels, lowering its head like it’s bowing to me. I feel shock hit me from Killian and Loki and realise I’ve opened up the bond lines. I’m kind of glad that I have though because at least I know that I really am seeing what I am.
Still kneeling, the beast's eight eyes, on both heads, flick up to me, and it whines, regret filling its eyes. I have no idea what’s happening right now, but I’m going with it.
“Can you understand me?” I ask.
It nods slightly.
“Please rise. We aren’t here to hurt you. We want to take you home; I can take you back to the Void Realm if you will allow me to,” I explain, hoping that I don’t have to use short sentences for it to understand me.
“What’s she saying?” I hear Storm ask, and I’m not sure why he can’t hear me, but I am incredibly relieved that he sounds stronger. I desperately want to go to him, but I have to do this first.
The beast nods his heads, and I’m taking that to mean that he wants me to take him home.
“I need to touch you to take you back to the Void Realm. Will you hurt me?” I ask.
It immediately starts shaking its heads back and forth in quick succession, an almost horrified look in its eyes. Well, okay then.
I glance over at the others to find Storm propped up and looking a lot better than he did, thank god. They’re all staring at me in utter shock, apart from Zev and Killian, who have that knowing glint in their eyes.
