Chapter 410

The guard was pacing, nervous. He kept glancing back at me and muttering to himself. That put me on edge.

“Why does he keep looking back here?” Nix stood and started to pace.

“I don’t know. But it’s not good.” I moved to the clearing, checking on my magic. I had been funneling all of mine and Nix’s extra energy into our well, building it until our flame turned into a giant bonfire. The magic was burning bright, and it took effort to keep it contained, like my aura.

“How are you doing?” Megan called back to me.

“We are ready,” I shot back. I had been studying the book for days until I figured I could use a reversal rune to block the drain of our power. It will actually pull power from those chasing us and feed it into our bodies until we remove the rune. I had carved the rune into Nix and myself. Megan, I left for last.

The door slammed open, and Brandon strolled in. I wanted to recoil from the look on his face; it was so vicious. But I would never hide or cower from this man.

“Looky looky.” He smirked as he crouched down. He smiled, and I could tell he was really enjoying this. The sick fuck. “You messed up, girl.”

I scoffed and rolled my eyes. What could we have possibly done in here?

He’s an idiot. Nix shook her head but settled at the barrier in case Megan needed her.

“You pranced around here, with your scent clogging up this place.” Brandon took in a deep breath. “I’ll give it to you. You smell delicious. But my dad doesn’t like distractions, and that is exactly what you have become.”

Megan turned her back to him, ignoring his words.

“Don’t fucking turn your back on me.” He lunged, and his hands slammed into the bars. He reeled back, screeching as he went. Burns covered his palm, the side of his other arm, and one side of his face.

I started to laugh. Every time I want to give him the benefit of the doubt, he does something like this.

He kicked at one bar, snapping it from the base, but he didn’t notice. He was too busy screaming. “Stupid fucking whore.” Megan chuffed out a laugh. Brandon whirled. “You think this is funny? You like this, you stupid bitch?”

Megan turned and leveled him with a look. Then she slowly nodded, taunting him more. Finally, she chuffed out another laugh.

“It’s amusing to see how fucking stupid you are, pup.” Her words seemed to tip him over the edge.

He kicked another bar, snapping it from the base. “You can laugh all you fucking want, bitch, but I’m not the one that’s about to be drained. I’m not the one that is going to be diced up and fed to scavengers out in the middle of the forest.” Brandon loomed over us and smirked. “Better enjoy the next hour, slut. Once my father is back, you’re dead.” He turned and stomped to the door.

“Why wait until daddy comes back?” Megan called after him, freezing him at the door. “Can’t do it on your own?” She laughed.

He just looked back at us over his shoulder. “You think you can taunt me into letting you out, but I’m not stupid. You’re a fucking rogue. But death is too good for you. We will drain your blood first, and your power, and feed off of it. Your death will help us kill the king. So be thankful your last breath will be for a good cause.” He was gone before I could process his words fully.

They are going to kill Rowan… I turned to Nix, who was already pushing through the barrier.

“Get your ass up here, Amy.” Nix called back. “We will need all three of us working together to get out of this shit hole.”

I pushed past the barrier, and the three of us merged into one mind. It was a confusing jumble. “Shut the fuck up.” Megan whispered. “You are both thinking too loud.” We all took a minute to calm ourselves. “Now. Let’s get out of here.”

We pulled back and aimed at the two broken bars. Then we slammed against them full force. I wanted to scream as the silver slid across our body, the burns searing into my very soul. One of the bars went into my shoulder. The silver cauterized the stab wound as I pulled free.

“Hurry.” Nix cried out in pain as we limped forward. I pushed my magic into our healing as we stumbled to the main door just as the guard came back in.

“What the fuck?” The guard took a minute to register what he was seeing. The bars of my cell were bent outward, two snapped from the bottom. The smell of burnt flesh and fur hit his nose, and his eyes searched the room. “Where-”

But that’s all he got out as my claws sliced across his throat. He dropped, blood pouring from him, and I felt a twinge of guilt as we jumped over his body and out into the forest.

“Hey!”