Demon Bound by Nicole R. Taylor

Author:Nicole R. Taylor [Taylor, Nicole R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nicole R. Taylor

12

Madeline.

I sat bolt upright, almost hitting my head on the stainless-steel table. Confused, I rubbed my eyes.

I was still in the tent, locked in by Thompson’s Light. It was dark outside, the party long over, but something had woken me.

It was another echo. I laid down on the hard ground with a sigh. Sleeping in a draughty tent full of trash—without a mattress or pillow—wasn’t how I pictured my last hours at Camelot, but beggars couldn’t be choosers.

I had to stand up for myself, right? Having a mutation push my emotions over the edge wasn’t useful in the grand scheme of things, but I couldn’t let Rhys get away with that kind of behaviour, either.

Oh, what the hell did it matter? I’d drawn blood one too many times and when the sun rose, they’d take my arondight blade and I would be exiled.

My eyes drooped as I lulled back into a restless sleep. Hope was a fickle thing when it came into contact with me.

Madeleine… Help…

My chest tightened and I gasped, my eyes flying open. That was so not a dream. Hissing, I rubbed the heel of my hand against my sternum. It felt as if something was tearing me open.

The bond. If this was Elijah’s attempt at hurrying me up, he was in for a rude shock.

“Elijah, you better stop that or else.” I scowled and doubled over. “I’m working on it, okay?”

Yeah, so that last bit was a lie. The finding a cure bit was a total bust now that I’d broken Rhys’s nose. I guess I had another reckoning coming my way. Elijah could just take a number and get in line.

My vision blurred and for a split-second, I was lying on rocky ground—cold, weak, and alone. My chest burned as I dragged myself towards faint lights in the distance. Camelot.

I gasped as the tent came back into focus.

Elijah.

It took me a few minutes to get my bearings and once I did, I knew he was in serious shite. He hadn’t used our link to punish me—he’d used it to call for help.

Standing, I walked over to the closed tent flap. Damn Thompson and damn Rhys for being a bigoted arsehole. I bashed my fist against the side of the tent, and it rippled as I struck the invisible barrier which kept me locked inside.

There was no way out of here, unless… A dangerous thought popped into my mind and my dormant mutation stirred. Dangerous wasn’t the only word I thought of—intoxicating, deadly, and moronic. Even thinking about nullifying Thompson’s Light with my theoretical Darkness was the most insane, reckless, and stupid thing I’d ever considered. That’s if it even worked.

I shook my head and began to pace. Why was I even considering helping Elijah? He’d saved me twice—at Adrenaline and Ben Nevis—and he was…what? Handsome? C’mon, Madeleine, stop being a stupid little girl and grow the hell up. This isn’t a story about star-crossed lovers.

Somewhere out in the hills, Elijah pulled on the tether and I almost threw up.

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