Dark Surrender (The Dark Ones Saga 3)

He barked his own laugh and smiled. “Yeah. That. Though it always feels… like more with you, ever since we first met.”

“Familiar, right?”

“Very.” He nodded.

“So, the elves.” I tried again. “Tell me about them.”

He stared down at his hands, licking his lips before whistling out of the side of his mouth.

Cold air hit me in the face as Cassius suddenly towered over both of us.

“Yes?”

“History lesson. Elves 101.” Mason jabbed a finger in my direction. “It’s time, and you’re a better storyteller.”

Cassius’s eyes went solid white as he leaned over me and briefly touched my forehead.

It felt like I was falling into a pit of emptiness, and then my feet hit solid ground.

Cassius and Mason flanked either side of me and I had to briefly wonder if that was my future, the immortal sandwich.

I shivered as snow began to fall across my face, and then I realized it wasn’t because I was cold, but because it looked cold, so my body responded in the only way it knew how.

“You’ll get used to it.” Cassius shrugged. “Come.”

I followed him up a snowy trail through a forest that shimmered with each step I took. It felt like the stars were closer somehow, like we were reaching the sky but on earth still.

We stopped at the top of the hill.

Cassius’s black and red hair chilled until pieces of ice formed around some of the wet pieces kissing the edges of his jaw, causing a layer of frost to cover his lips.

When I looked back at Mason, h

e had his shirt off. “What?” He shrugged. “It’s hot.”

Immortals.

“Elves are a very old, purely female race, born before the immortals needed humans to mate. Many of them were killed off in the First Great War. One hundred escaped — five survived.” A large fire rolled down the hill consuming every tiny house, every piece of forest, lighting it up into an explosive flame.

And the man.

The same man from the compound, the one who had marked me, Timber, walked amongst the flames completely untouched.

He lifted his hand into the air and the flames stopped. His gaze snapped to mine, a cruel smile crossed his features before he was stabbed in the back by one of his men.

The steel went completely through his armor.

I gasped.

And tried to run to him but Cassius grabbed my arm before I could get one foot in front of the other.

He collapsed across one of the elves he had just killed. Rather than find joy in his apparent death, the woman cupped his bloodied body with her hands and slowly began sucking away the black blood, it stained her teeth while she sucked.

“What’s she doing?”

“Making him whole.” Mason said dumbfounded.

He was nearly sucked dry, his skin had even turned to normal color, his eyes flashed a bright blue before she pressed her cuts to his, the blood mixing, fusing together.