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“I’ve won, your shadows can’t hurt me anymore,” I said.
He smirked. “You forget. I control the light too.”
A moment later, everything went black. The light around me, the dim light from the gaps in the vines. It was all gone.
But so was our magic.
If he was desperate enough to cut off his own magic, he was afraid of me. At least I had that going for me. Because it looked like I was about to be stuck in hand to hand combat with a dude who was twice my size.
“You play dirty,” I yelled. I didn’t even care anymore. At this point, it wasn’t looking good for me. Who gave a fuck if I riled him up? “You have to pull out all your tricks to take down a girl with a year of magic training under her belt? You’re a fucking coward.”
The hit came hard and fast, knocking me to the ground and knocking my breath out with it.
I gasped for air as I quickly got to my feet, swinging wildly to attempt to land a blow of my own. All I hit was air.
He really was going to do this. Just hit me while I was blind until he took me out.
“Come on, at least make it a fair fight,” I called into the darkness.
“If you’d been raised in Faerie, that would have been one of your first lessons,” he said. “There’s no such thing as a fair fight.”
A fist hit the side of my face, sending my head back. My cheekbone made a sickening cracking sound and my eye swelled closed almost right away. Searing pain spread through my face into my head and the metallic tang of blood filled my mouth.
Stumbling forward, I moved away from where the hit had come from. Tears streamed down my face. The punch hurt like a mother fucker. I was angry and terrified. How the hell was I going to survive this?
I held my breath, trying to ignore the burning pain in my face. If I could hear him, maybe I could attack. Maybe I could take him by surprise.
Silence answered me.
I’d never felt so alone in my life.
As the seconds ticked by, the darkness seemed to deepen and I wondered if this was it. Was this how I was going to die?
After everything I’d been though, it didn’t seem right. I’d suffered too much. And there were my mates. The thought of leaving them made my heart hurt worse than my face.
I couldn’t leave them.
I needed them.
We were part of each other. Part of something larger than ourselves.
As I thought about each of them in turn, something shifted. It was as if I could sense them.
Of course I could sense them.
They’d been telling me to be more aware. More open to the bond. More in tune with our connection.
I wasn’t ready to leave them.
Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and focused on my mates. Their scents, the way their magic felt when we connected, the taste of their kisses, the feel of their skin against mine. The way my heart leaped out of my chest at the sight of them. The way they could comfort me with a word or a touch.
My memories were so sharp it was almost like they were here with me.
Magic ignited somewhere inside me like a song that had to be sung. It called to me, it called to them. I could feel it, one chord of a larger composition. A piece of a whole.
And it wanted the other members of the ensemble.
I could feel them, as if their hearts were beating inside me. As if we were one. They were so close to me.
