Page 44 of Wrath of the Fae

Ivan Walker.

My father.

I’m in the human realm.

His eyes are pitch black, with sparks of gold shooting inside them like lightning bolts. At his back… my mother’s wings. But different. Twisted and mangled by darkness. Razor-sharp spikes protrude from them, and a thick tar-like substance stains their surface. His skin is grey and looks like dried leather left to rot. Under that skin, power thrums. Wild and fighting against its containment. Ivan glows like his blood has been replaced by hellfire, and dark veins pulse in his neck.

He's become a monster.

‘Come on…’ Ivan growls. ‘Power up. I know you’re finally using your magic, girl. I’ve got you.’ He taps his elongated fingers on his thigh, watching the arch glow brighter and brighter. He looks up, where at its peak, metal and stone entwine in a spire that reaches into an endless ceiling. The glowing power he steals from me starts to funnel upwards, and Ivan grins.

‘Got you,’ he chuckles darkly. ‘It’s working. Finally.’

A beam of pure energy shoots upwards, throwing him and all his beasties back.

I scream. From the depths of my soul, I scream that he will not take me again!

I’m torn between the human realm and the Fae. Tugged and stretched and burned and pulled.

Pain… So much pain!

I return to that cavernous space filled with soldiers and human authority agents, watching them stare at the glowing arch.

‘It’s working,’ one whispers before laughing like a crazed lunatic.

Then I feel Reid. I feel his hands all over me. They grab at my breasts and glide over my belly. I feel his lips on my neck.

‘Get yourself back in your fucking body right now,’ Reid’s voice snarls in my ear. ‘Or you will never regret anything more in your life!’

Fuck… is he… I can feel him between my legs! What the hell is he doing?! What the fuck is that bastard doing to my body?!

‘You have three seconds to do as you’re told,’ he warns. ‘Before I fix your virginity problem and force you back here.’

Oh no, he bloody won’t!

The arch trembles. Some of it cracks and crumbles. And the human and Fae standing around it are thrown far away with agonising screams. Their bodies blasted with pure power until they hit the wall with bone-crunching thuds.

Then I’m yanked away from there too, and land back in my body with a throat-tearing scream.

I’m on the floor by the stream. Stood to the side, Lucca looks on with an anxious unease. The Valker warriors stand behind him. When I feel something inside me, in my fucking vagina, I look down to see Reid looming over me. I lift my head so I can see more of my body. His hand is under my dress, and his fingers are inside me.

‘Are you seriously penetrating me right now?’

‘I can explain,’ he says, pulling his hand free. ‘Lucca said-’

I slam my forehead into his face, and he falls back, gripping his busted nose as blood splatters over his face.

‘What the fuck, Raven?!’

‘My spirit or whatever gets pulled from my body, so you finger rape me whilst I can’t defend myself?!’ My words echo off the rocks as he stumbles to his feet.

I stagger onto mine, struggling to stand straight and see clearly.

‘He said!’ Reid spits, looking at Lucca. ‘He said remaking the Bond would help you. That you would fade again if I didn’t. That-’

‘You told him to touch me?’ I take a step towards Lucca, and the world spins. I fall, and I hate that Reid catches me.

‘I’m sorry, Pup. I thought it would help. I panicked! But I was right! The Elder woman is right. This proves it.’

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