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Reaper
Apain shoots through me, intense and infinite. I double over, gasping for breath.
Tori. Ah, Gods. Tori.
"Reaper!" Malachi grabs my arm, yanking me backward as a tendril of dark magic explodes in front of my face. "Helvete! You nearly lost your nose, brother."
"Tori," I gasp, clawing at his arm. "Something is wrong with my Valkyrie."
"Ja, well, unless you help me kill these soul-damned Forsaken, there's going to be something wrong with us too," Malachi says. "We'll be headless. Move your ass, brother."
He taps me on the cheek, grins, and then rushes forward, his lyststål spinning. A mad roar tears from his lips as he crashes headlong into a group of Forsaken, sending them toppling to the ground.
I press my free hand to my heart, where it still aches and throbs as if it's been ripped in half. What happened? She's in so much pain. Gods, it's as if her heart shattered in her chest.
Another tendril of dark magic snakes toward me. I heft my lyststål, severing it with a glancing blow. I roar in fury, pissed beyond measure. My mate needs me, and instead, I'm here, dealing with these bastards.
Enough is enough.
I charge into battle, flinging Forsaken left and right. My lyststål never stops spinning. Malachi and I tear through them, viciously decimating their numbers. All around us, our brothers do the same, emptying the old church in a matter of minutes.
When the killing is done, silence reigns.
"Find the Valkyrie," I growl. "Something is wrong with my mate."
Dax hears me and immediately reaches for his phone. Half the warriors take off running, searching the church for the Valkyrie we came to find.
Damrion strides toward me. "What's wrong with Tori?"
"I don't know. She's in pain." I pace across the cracked tiles, seething. "It feels as if she's slipping away from me." She's still alive. I feel her heart beating. But emotionally, she's fading. I don't understand it. I don't like it."
Damrion and Adriel share a look.
"Helvete," Dax snarls, his phone clutched at his ear. He whips his head in my direction, his green eyes locked on my face. "Rissa can't find her, Reaper. They've been looking for her for an hour. She went upstairs and never came back down. They've looked everywhere."
"She has to be there somewhere."
"I said the same thing about Kenton," Adriel mutters.
I spin on him, snarling. "What did you say?"
"I said that I said the same thing about Kenton." His one black eye glints dangerously. "No one ever saw him leave, either. He was upstairs, and then he was just gone."
Cold dread slithers through my veins.
"Do you think…?"
"Ja," Adriel says quietly when Malachi trails off, refusing to finish the question. "I do think. They've opened a portal."
Ah, Gods.
This time, the pain I feel isn't Tori's. It's mine, hitting me like a bomb blast. It drops me to my knees, threatening to rip my fucking heart out of my chest.
Chapter Fourteen
Tori
Kenton takes me through the portal to Eitr. We're only inside for moments, but it feels like eternity as shards of ice grow in my veins. Lights flicker around us, confusing and distorted. Shadows slither, grasping toward us like veins. This isn't the portal Reaper told me so much about. This one has been twisted by evil. I feel it all around me.
