The Beginning of The End
Chapter 43

i quickly climbed into some leggings and a knitted blue jumper, pulling on some boots

that Ryker recomended, whilst he complained the entire time.

i sigh, losing my patience with him. "Look, i know its serious, i am going as fast as i can!"

"Don't raise your voice at me." He warns.

i roll my eyes, "Oh, but it is completely fine when you do it to me."

"I am a King!" He growls, stepping closer to me as he shakes with rage.

A reall King wouldn't have to say that just to be obeyed.

He feels like he is losing control of me.

What he doesn't realise is that i never gave him control to begin with.

My life is my own. So is my mouth, and one day it'll get me killed.

"Are we going to stop Maddox or are we going to stand here arguing about taking too long?" I ask, putting a hand on my hip.

He really was pushing all the wrong buttons, and its a shame because earlier he was pushing all the right ones.

He really was a bipolar patient in a past life. I'm sure of it.

But he is a good fuck, and that has to be some sort of relief considering i am tied to him for the rest of my immortal life.

If only i could wire his mouth shut or something.

Then he'd be perfect.

He stares at me for several seconds, smoke slithering out of his nostrils as he tries to calm his beast. Yet i am not even a little scared.

Hercarn' tkhill mewithartuesitoyning, hinsent, farrer, terwanddn't, BR'entrrrar hißarnið.

"Let's go." He says, taking my hand in his.

Suer is outside the door waiting for us, he bows and then leads the way, guiding us througj to halls and towards my other questionably sane mate.

I just hope that i wasn't walking into my own demise.

That would be awkward.

Maybe i am feeling brave because i have my powers back, or maybe its the rush of adrenalin pumping through my veins, but i can't wait to stop him from destroying himself.

He was about to see what i was truly capable of, they all were.

I've always held back and tried not to scare people, but no more.

it was about time i showed them my true potential.

My race wasn't weak, and neither was I.

"What are you thinking about, little fae?" Ryker asks, eyeing me suspiciously.

He thinks i am going to run at the first opportunity.

A week ago he would have been right.

But i couldn't run anymore, I have a family to avenge.

Darax was going to pay for his crimes, and i didn't care what i had to do to make it happen.

I'd break every rule of humanity to watch him suffer.

"Just the future." I say vaguely, eyes steaight ahead.

He didn't need to know what i was thinking, not until i came up with a plan.

And that would take time.

"You have nowhere to run Elora, remember that." He growls softly, tightening his hold on my hand.

I look up at him, a small smile playing in the corners of my lips. "I am done running." I tell him.

He looks down at me with slightly widened eyes, he had expected me to argue, or beg him to let me go.

But that isn't who i am. Not anymore.

Suer leads us into a back hallway, screams filtering through the panicked shouts of onlookers.

The tearing of flesh soon followed, Maddox really had lost it.

But i would bring him back from the edge he was leaning over, I needed him sane, for now at least.

"Maddox!" i shout as he comes into view, his eyes blood red as he turns towards me.

He was currently strangling a poor shifter, their eyes bulging out of their heads as they figut for each breath, and i was pretty sure from tje smell that they had shit themselves. Couldn't blame them.

I probably would have done the samr.

He drops the poor soul, growling in my direction. "Is this a trick?!"

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He doesn't believe i am real.

Ryker lets go of my hand and gives me a small shove, urging me to go to the psycho, but whilst i know that i can hold my own against him.

I didn't have a death wish.

"Can't you recognise the person you marked and mated?" I smirk, one eyebrow raised. Actually maybe i did have a death wish.

I was provoking a hellhound on the verge of becoming feral, and he is looking at me like i am a goddamn snack.

I swear to god if he even tries to bite me i am going to break all of his teeth.

"Little fae." He purrs, stepping over the bodies that line the floor around him. "You have come back to me."

i step into his open arms, trying not to gag at the smell of blood and shit. "I never left, you just weren't patient enough."

He sniffs my hair, "You smell of sex." He pulls me tighter against him as he looks around at all those gathered, knowing that they can also smell my arousal. "All of you get out!"

The hallway empties faster than it filled, the people literally running for their lives.

I look up, wiping some stray blood from his cheek, "Did you miss me?"

He smiles, his eyes taking in every inch of my body. "I've never missed any creature more."

Note to self, if you slip into a coma your mates will be nice to you.

Not that i am going to do it again any time soon, just a thought.

Now it was time to tell them just how i can help.

I'll prove to them i am not as fragile as they believe me to be.