carefully through the remaining fairies. Mo st had fle d the cave during the invasion in hopes of chasing the vampires away as far as possible with their glow . The remaining ones assumed their position s , flying right beside us. It was a sweet gesture , letting us know they were still trying to help. Towering over me, Garrison and Kaleb wa l ked protectively on either side and we came to the entrance . I s topped dead, taking my first look at the dreaded dooma horn.
Doomahorns were such ugly creatures, with large horse-like bodies and a mutated bu lge on their back . On top of their beastly heads cur led two devilish horns. L ong ragged fur coats of dark grays and black patches covered their protruding muscles. Drool poured between their jagged fangs, but t heir dark beaming red eyes were their most frightening feature — blood burning eyes.
I turned my head away , unable to look any longer . Garrison and K aleb moved in front of me , assuming a fighting stance with their massive bodies . T hey positioned themselves so I was no longer in harm ’ s way.
“Call off your beasts , parasite , ” Garrison ordered.
“Beasts, you say?” Daray taunted .
Garrison remained firm , not bother ing with a response. He stood his ground , showing no sign of backing down.
“Look at them. T hey are dark beauties, not beasts . ” He walked over to stroke the ugly creature. “ Don’t be afraid , Shanntal . T hey will never harm you.”
Suddenly , the closest one rubbed and pounded it s hooves on the ground as if ready to charge. I instinctively moved myself back wards trying to get out of its w ay . The doomahorn took off , approaching rapidly and Kaleb intervened. He swiftly jumped up on its back, g r abbed ahold of its horns and steered the bucking beast away from the crowd. A moment later, he returned alone and promptly took his place by my side.
Daray let out a violent hiss.
I spotted Jayce. The half-breed Lakyle e held his arms behind his back. She didn’t ap pear to be using much force, but enough so that he couldn’t break free. He looked a bit roughed up , but seemed okay despite some minor scratches on his face. A bit of blood from one of his wounds left a st ain on his jacket. It seemed strange to me, he was completely surrounded by vampires and werewolves and for some reason they weren’t obsessed with his blood. I immediately jumped to the co nclusion it must’ve been because he was also immortal.
My conclusion made me less anxious because it seemed that Jayce wo uld be all right. C learly they wanted me, not him . I sup pose it was part of the reason I’ d been granted the protectors. I glanced around the crowd . The nightw alkers looked like they were starting to get antsy. I blurted, “Daray, why did you come here ? What do you want ?”
Daray stepped forward from his group of followers. I did too . I gestured to my protectors to stay b ehind and t hey obeyed. Daray and I stood less tha n a foot apart and I couldn’ t help but take notice of him. He was devilishly handsome and I didn’t fe ar him like I thought I would have ; instead , I was curious . Why did he contact me through the Ouija board? What did he want ?
Daray took a noticeable sniff of my arm and let out a low rumbling growl. That’s when I remembered I was bleeding. I cringed from the thought , he was a vampire and the fresh aroma of my blood was tempting him. He must have known what I was thinking because he let out an enchanting chuckle, then said, “Shanntal, you’ re not like anyone else.” He held his hand out. “ You are so special. We do not w ish for your blood. W e want you to join us.”
An into x icated sensation took over . U nable to stop myself , I stretched out my hand toward him. He was in complete control and ther e wasn’t a thing I could do abou t it. He pulled me in closer , running his icy fingers over my shoulder . He held onto me tightly in his cold
Doomahorns were such ugly creatures, with large horse-like bodies and a mutated bu lge on their back . On top of their beastly heads cur led two devilish horns. L ong ragged fur coats of dark grays and black patches covered their protruding muscles. Drool poured between their jagged fangs, but t heir dark beaming red eyes were their most frightening feature — blood burning eyes.
I turned my head away , unable to look any longer . Garrison and K aleb moved in front of me , assuming a fighting stance with their massive bodies . T hey positioned themselves so I was no longer in harm ’ s way.
“Call off your beasts , parasite , ” Garrison ordered.
“Beasts, you say?” Daray taunted .
Garrison remained firm , not bother ing with a response. He stood his ground , showing no sign of backing down.
“Look at them. T hey are dark beauties, not beasts . ” He walked over to stroke the ugly creature. “ Don’t be afraid , Shanntal . T hey will never harm you.”
Suddenly , the closest one rubbed and pounded it s hooves on the ground as if ready to charge. I instinctively moved myself back wards trying to get out of its w ay . The doomahorn took off , approaching rapidly and Kaleb intervened. He swiftly jumped up on its back, g r abbed ahold of its horns and steered the bucking beast away from the crowd. A moment later, he returned alone and promptly took his place by my side.
Daray let out a violent hiss.
I spotted Jayce. The half-breed Lakyle e held his arms behind his back. She didn’t ap pear to be using much force, but enough so that he couldn’t break free. He looked a bit roughed up , but seemed okay despite some minor scratches on his face. A bit of blood from one of his wounds left a st ain on his jacket. It seemed strange to me, he was completely surrounded by vampires and werewolves and for some reason they weren’t obsessed with his blood. I immediately jumped to the co nclusion it must’ve been because he was also immortal.
My conclusion made me less anxious because it seemed that Jayce wo uld be all right. C learly they wanted me, not him . I sup pose it was part of the reason I’ d been granted the protectors. I glanced around the crowd . The nightw alkers looked like they were starting to get antsy. I blurted, “Daray, why did you come here ? What do you want ?”
Daray stepped forward from his group of followers. I did too . I gestured to my protectors to stay b ehind and t hey obeyed. Daray and I stood less tha n a foot apart and I couldn’ t help but take notice of him. He was devilishly handsome and I didn’t fe ar him like I thought I would have ; instead , I was curious . Why did he contact me through the Ouija board? What did he want ?
Daray took a noticeable sniff of my arm and let out a low rumbling growl. That’s when I remembered I was bleeding. I cringed from the thought , he was a vampire and the fresh aroma of my blood was tempting him. He must have known what I was thinking because he let out an enchanting chuckle, then said, “Shanntal, you’ re not like anyone else.” He held his hand out. “ You are so special. We do not w ish for your blood. W e want you to join us.”
An into x icated sensation took over . U nable to stop myself , I stretched out my hand toward him. He was in complete control and ther e wasn’t a thing I could do abou t it. He pulled me in closer , running his icy fingers over my shoulder . He held onto me tightly in his cold
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