Tasting Darkness

Read Taming Darkness By Jessica Hall Book 3 Chapter 13 - Darius POV “Really guys? You couldn't handle this without me?” Lycus entered the battlefield from the other side. He kept grumbling something as he swiped a hand at his dripping wet bangs. Then, he scanned our surroundings and sighed. “Tobias, you better still have my shorts. Those are my current favorite, and I'm not okay with losing anymore.” Only Lycus was crazy enough to join in on an actual battle while completely nude. On the bright side of the situation, he was distracting sof the female power hunters that had stopped focusing on Tobias and turned their gazes to him.

At one point, | caught one of them even fanning herself while staring at my mate. | shook my head and chuckled as pride surged through me. Even in the midst of battle, he still had bitches swooning over him.

“This is a disgrace!” Aleera’s mom spat over the whispers and murmurs around us.

Yet another wave of flames surged down the chain along with the electricity. | held my breath as I noticed that the chain had turned dark red from all the heat flowing into it. “Give up, or I'll kill him!” She screamed again.

Perhaps giving up was the thing a wise man would choose to do, but I knew myself and my mates. We knew no surrender and sure as fuck didn’t want to let her go. Not now, not ever. Not after she pulled mymates into this mess and hurt Kalen.

Instead of submitting, we all attacked from our different spots. Tobias burned another group of hunters to dust, Lycus blasted through another with well-timed punches and dodges, and | strode forward.

| kept my eyes zeroed in on my target. The bitch had to be watching my every move, because | didn’t get much further when she decided to speak again.

“That's it!” She screamed as we blew through all the obstacles she threw at us. “It’s obvious our organization can’t stop you now. Hunters of this level won't be enough, but this isn’t all we have. Did you really think a group that’s been around as long as us would be taken out so easily?” A smug, disgusting smirk spread across her lips.

She snapped her fingers and pointed at me. “Bring his head to me.” She barked out the order as the others backed away, moving to the edges.

I didn’t move a muscle, wondering what her so-called next test would be. While it pissedoff that the power hunters underestimated my abilities and the threat | brought, | sort of pushed my own fist down my throat here.

I didn’t consider what a hurt ego might do, how far it could push the person to go. And given that | was facing the biggest bitch in this universe, | had to know that her pride would push her into her grave.

My attention jerked away from the Bitch, as portals shimmered to life all around me, and more hunters flowed through. | was not sure how they managed to do this, but they surged into the area, filling it up with more hunters than | could count. It was now obvious portaling in was doable, just not leaving the sway.

Fucksideways and calla school boy because | was sure | was able to count at least another hundred, but there were more fleas than I could notice.

These weren't the pawn level of hunters we first went against. They weren't even the slevel as Terry, no, these were strong warriors that would push all of us to our limits.

Finally, a real fucking challenge for and my mates. If those morons thought we weren't a match for them earlier, now they would see how great of a power we could be.

“Give up and lettake your head, “she snarls atagain, as if her repeating herself all the twould ever convince me. Hasn't she understood that | refuse to give in? That | refuse to let her have her way? She tugged on the chain that was still wrapped tightly around her fist. Kalen’s entire body was smoking, but even now, defiance glittered in his eyes. Despite the pain and suffering she forced on him, my mate still refused to give in and let the bitch hear just how much damage she was causing.

His snarls and screams would do nothing but fuel her greed for power. She had to understand that no one was willing to give up to the one that had done so much damage.

A pillar of fire surrounded the area that Tobias was trapped in, but it was sucked away in front of my eyes by a funnel of wind coming from one of the hunters. He tried to dart through them using his advanced speed, but a hunter grabbed him by the back of the neck and threw him to the hard ground.

These weren't typical Dark-Fae. Sremindedof those unfortunate souls experimented on when | was a child, altered by my DNA. | thought they were destroyed along with any evidence that the place ever existed, apparently not. And though I had the proof right before my eyes, | still struggled to understand how that was possible.

I knew the bitch was crazy. She had lost her mind a long tago and all she knew now was the intense. lust for more power. But | had no idea she would stoop this low. Did she have any idea what she had done? This war wasn’t about anything but her anymore. It was her attempt to prove the world that she stood above everyone and there was no greater force than her. She better step aside because no matter how hard she tried to push us down, we would keep fighting till our last breath. She will get what she deserves from the ones she wronged and hurt the most.

My initial shock wore off as Tobias sprung back up, but the hunter with the wind flung it at him, and he was forced to the ground like the element had becheavy weighted cuffs of air. One of the hunters kneeled on his chest, and Tobias growled like a cornered beast.

Sharp pain spread though my chest. It wasn’t only the pain we shared though the bond that bothered- it was the view. It was the fact that | stood aside and watched my mate getting hurt. She wanted it. The bitch would do anything to hurt us, no matter how far she had to go with her sick ideas.

“Damn it!" Lycus snarled. He was battered and bruised by the countless hunters by this time, but now he had a group of the elites surrounding him. Magic sparkled all around him, like they were containing him in a barrier.

As powerful as these hunters might have been, they had no idea what was coming for them. The beast inside my mate was sleeping, he wasn’t dead, and now, they released it.

Lycus snarled and dropped to the ground. He shifted with cracks and snaps as his bones relocated, and fur replaced skin. His paws and claws replaced hands, canines protruding as he morphed into the beast he truly was. An animalistic snarl left him as his lips pulled back over sharp teeth.