Archaic (Reverse Harem 2)

Every one of them is guilty in my eyes.

I lunge for the man in the middle, and he morphs. Straight into a Bat. He goes flying off into the rafters so I lunge for the wall, clawing up it to get to the ceiling. I bound along the wooden railings, crossing over the room as guards continue to throw spears and knives and pull weapons that will have no effect on me.

I lun

ge for the Bat and grasp it between my teeth, ripping its wing off as I fall to my feet.

I feel the swipe of a Bear claw against my skin, and it causes me to yelp. My back bristles and saliva begins to drip to the floor from my jowls. I raise up on my hind legs and feel my body

stretch. My muscles rip. My veins bleed. The Bear looks at me in astonishment as red drips in my vision. My entire body is poised and ready to kill him on the spot. I sink my long teeth into his neck, pouring my saliva into him until he’s begging for mercy.

Turning back into a mere man and bleeding out on the Council floor.

They all attack me at once, their transformations tearing at their clothes. The Dragon rises to the ceiling and sprays me with its fire, but my coat is too strong. I can smell the burning hairs on my stomach, but the heat only tickles my insides. I laugh at him before I pounce, my claws swiping at the metal armor of scales that seem to clad his body.

A Wolf lashes out at me, burying his teeth into my back.

I let out a piercing roar as he throws me backward.

I go careening into the wall and slide down to my head. My ass falls to the floor as he pounces. His teeth are shining, and his jaw is poised to take me out, but one swipe of my elongated claws tumbles him off my body. A Cat pounces on me from behind, and I reach back, digging my claws into his shoulder blades.

I throw the measly furball into the wall, hearing his bones crack as the wall begins to cave.

I’ve lost myself in my form. A full-fledged Primal form I can’t control. Animals are being tossed around, and fur is flying in all directions. Blood is being shed, and naked male forms are whimpering and hiding in the shadows. Voices are scraping at the edge of my mind as my feet rear back, taking out the Deer I know is behind me and listening as the cracking of bones echoes throughout my ears.

Then, a rumbling voice pierces my mind. Furious and angry, but with the stench of fear. I’m panting. Sweating. Bleeding from claw marks on my face and a bite mark on my leg.

But that voice still calls to me.

Howls for me.

His voice.

A voice that settles the rapid beating of my heart.

“Snap out of it, Clarissa. They didn’t kill Kyle.”

It’s Sebastian.

He found me.

Chapter 26

~ Sebastian

Wild eyes. Drooling jowls. Razor sharp teeth and claws bigger than Theo’s. Clarissa is fully-formed, and in her rage, she is beautiful. Fluid in her motions and the way she guns for the men of the Council. The Bat, screeching in the corner as he morphs back to the crown-wearing asshole I’ve always known him to be.

The Dragon, with his fierce plumbs of smoke barreling from his nostrils.

And Clarissa.

Charging every one of them.

Her mind is swirling as judge, jury, and executioner. She holds all of these men responsible. But the problem is, they aren’t.

She’s attacking and injuring innocent men. And the possibility of slaughter is high. A Primal, in their beginning stages, can’t control their bloodthirst. Their want to spill and rip and tear is ripe with want, and I can feel her heart pounding with adrenaline. I can see every hair on her body tingling with electricity.

She really does feel she’s getting justice for Kyle.