“Are we pleasing you, My Lord?” the redhead practically moaned, her voice soft and sweet, matching her bright smile as she turned away from Gwen to peer at me.
Then, Gwen’s fingers roamed down the girl’s waist, tracing her navel, and stopped just between her thighs. The minute Gwen’s fingers slid against her folds, the girl tossed her head back and cried out in pleasure.
“Lord Dez,” Gwenyth gasped. “She’s sowetfor you.” She removed her fingers for a moment, reaching over and gently brushing my lips with glistening fingers. “Don’t you want a taste?”
I almost opened my mouth, but then that nagging feeling returned once more.What is wrong with me?I grabbed her wrist and stopped her.Missing… Something is missing…
In my peripheral vision, I could have sworn I saw the shadows flicker in the corner of the room. But then Gwenyth moved again, regaining my attention.
“My Lord,” Gwenyth begged with her bottom lip pushed out into a pout. “Won’t you join us? You used toloveto play with us.”
Not something… Someone… She…
Black hair… not blonde… She had black hair…
“My Lord,” Gwenyth pressed on, a slight hiss in her voice that wasn’t there before. “Play with us.”
Blue eyes… Curly hair…
“Morrigan,” I said in an exhale.
The moment that name left my lips, Gwenyth threw the girl off the bed, and I watched in horror as the redhead’s body was consumed in black vines until she disappeared completely. “Wrong answer,” Gwenyth hissed.
In a flash, her nails grew into grotesque claws, and I barely moved away in time for her to swipe them at me.
“Where am I?!” I yelled.
This wasn’t real. Gwenyth wasdead. And even if she wasn’t, I wouldneverbe in this bed with her again.
“Where is Morrigan?!”
“Far away from you.” Gwenyth’s voice had raised in pitch, close to what I think a snake would sound like if it spoke—distorted and bitter. “You can’t have her. He won’t let you.”
“Who won’t?”
Instead of answering, she swiped at me again, and I had just enough time to scramble back and race out of the room.
Looking over my shoulder, I could see her stagger outside, slamming into the opposing wall as her glowing, red eyes glared into me.
“You ssshould have ssstayed asssleep.”
I tried calling on my magic, but barely felt the flicker of light before it disappeared. The energy inside of me lay dormant, unreachable. I cursed when she ran at me, and turned around to race down the hall. “What is wrong with you?!” I screamed back to her.
“You did thisss!” she screeched, and I swore her voice left scratches along the painted walls, tearing them apart. “You’ll do thisss to her too!”
I made it down the stairs, bounding into the doors that led to the courtyard. When I turned, I saw her slide across the floor, gripping onto therailing behind me, and I felt my pulse quicken even faster, almost out of rhythm in my head.
“He’ll kill you all!” she shrilled. “You’ll never sssee your preciousss little blood whore again!”
Wait…
That isn’tmypulse
“Morrigan,” I whispered, feeling a sudden clarity that I hadn’t felt in weeks. Opening the door, I shoved myself through, and slammed it behind me. Outside, the sky was black, but beyond the darkness, a bright fire lit the horizon. She was here… Alive.
I’m coming, Morrigan.
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