I see just the outline of a man, unable to see his face past the blue light surrounding him as he fights Ella like it’s his fucking job. Ella’s eyes are wild, dark, and fucking creepy as hell.
Shit. She’s gone. She’s lost inside the darkness none of us can understand.
Cursing, I try to figure out a way to get Roslyn out and then take Ella down. Maybe Kimber can send her to a different plane until she comes to.
“I’m probably gonna regret this,” Gage grumbles.
Without warning, he throws two red and blue orbs—red and fucking blue—into the fight, destroying the standoff when his power collides in the middle of theirs. The dick’s face becomes visible as a snarl erupts from Ella.
“I wouldn’t have done that if I were you,” the guy says, smiling as though he knows something we don’t.
That’s when I hear Gage yelp, and I look over just in time to see Ella has seriously fucking lost it enough to attack him.
“Stop!” Kimber yells.
From there, it’s all a blur of motion.
Karma screams, red power slaps Dice in the chest, something slices through my leg, and all hell breaks loose. More and more powers combine, slamming into us from somewhere else, and I groan when I’m knocked to the ground.
Son of a bitch. He has reinforcements.
At least five have joined us, all of them wearing masks as they strike with blow after blow. Leaping up, I grab the first one I can reach, and my knee hammers into their stomach hard enough to send them sailing.
Just before I reach Roslyn, a streak of blue hits me, and I’m knocked backwards so hard that I actually roar while still in flesh. I lift my head enough to see the dick with silver eyes is twitching his finger. Silver fucking eyes.
He’s a creature god. Fuck my motherfucking life.
My eyes move to Roslyn who is staring at me as her chest rises and falls rapidly, and her eyes roll back in her head before coming back down and shifting colors. My heartbeat speeds up when I see one eye sparks with flames and the other shifts with autumn flare.
No…
A bloodcurdling scream erupts from somewhere behind me as the battle rages on, but I can’t look away from the impossible. Roslyn grins darkly as she stands up, and then her attention shifts to the fucking creature god.
“So that’s what it takes?” he asks, seeming pleased about something. “Hurting your boyfriend that now wants you dead as much as I do?”
She doesn’t say a word before power flies from her hands, swirls of burning flames that rush against the guy and knock him backward. He grunts as he flies through the air and crashes through a tree.
I’m still stunned, trying to believe what I’m seeing.
Roslyn is the hybrid. The bloodthirsty, coldblooded killing witch/werewolf hybrid.
“Might have underestimated your power,” the guy mumbles before standing back up. “Won’t happen again.”
Just before he strikes, my instincts kick into action, and I shift faster than I ever have before. My clothes rip and shred as a roar leaves my mouth, and I turn into a tiger massive enough to absorb the impact of the blue streaks before they hit her.
A yelp leaves me when it feels like fire is slicing up my side in an unrelenting assault. The guy curses before the power fades, and I see another shot of black, foggy fire shoot across.
A howl erupts through the air, and I glance over to see a flash of shock white fur seconds before it disappears. In too much pain to stay in shifted form, I’m forced to let my flesh take back over.
My side is bleeding profusely when I finish the shift, and I clutch it, trying to keep pressure on it as I scan the area for the wolf I know Roslyn just turned into. With one arm, I crawl to the discarded white dress she ripped apart during her shift, and I grab it to push against my bleeding side.
“Fuck! She’s loose!” the guy yells.
She appears in a flurry of motion, a wolf materializing seconds before she’s latched onto his arm.
He shakes her off, but she disappears again before he can hit her with his blue streaks of energy.
That’s when I hear the dark, bone-chilling laughter, and I turn in time to see Ella encased in a white light, her hands out at her side as something builds. She’s about to kill us all.