Inhuman Heritage by Sonnet O'Dell

Author:Sonnet O'Dell
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: mystery, king, Eternal Press, England, Vampires, Worchester, Sonnet ODell, Romance, Werewolves, Supernatural, humor, Urban Fantasy
ISBN: 9781615725922
Publisher: Eternal Press (a division of Damnation Books LLC)
Published: 2012-02-04T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

We were surrounded by angry snarling teeth on all sides. I dropped to my knees pulling chalk from my sock and started drawing on the ground.

“Anything that comes at me, shoot it,” I said frantically drawing out a spell on the road surface. I needed an effigy, a spell to help me channel my magic into a shape, a form that could attack our enemies. I chose a wolf to be ironic. I heard LeBron’s gun fire again but tried to concentrate.

“Ignis canis.” I felt the fire spark in my hands rolling up my arms like pulling on opera gloves, and from the symbols I’d drawn on the tarmac rolled a beast made of the same flame. It rose up like it was being pulled from inside the road itself. It stalked in the space between me and the flesh and blood wolves, a dominant display like marking its territory. I slowly pulled to my feet, my arms out in a sustaining gesture. The flame mouth of the wolf opened in a display of its flickering red and orange teeth growling and snarling silently. LeBron looked at the flames that hung over my clothes not singeing them.

“How do you do that?”

“With great effort.” As the flame wolf stalked around my legs rubbing its flaming fur against me adoringly, I reached down a hand to stroke its head. “Good boy.” The real werewolves around us snarled at the facsimile I’d created with magic. LeBron was forced to edge away from me because of the heat of the fire. The flame wolf batted at my hand with its head almost playfully begging me to use it. I turned my hand palm up making a sweeping gesture.

“I’ll give you a last chance. Take your friends and go.” I addressed this to the buff wolf judging that he was in charge of the rag tag band but there was something in my mind that told me there was someone above him pulling his strings. A puppet master who was staying in the shadows for now. Sphynx boy gave a derisive snort through his large wolf nose that blew up stray leaves from around his paws. I’d given him the chance. My flame wolf growled silently, its body rolling into a pounce. I pointed a blazing finger towards the buff wolf, if I took the head off the serpent the rest would be at a loss. My wolf charged towards him and his charge was echoed by the younger brown wolf who thought to catch me off guard. I hurried to defend myself but a large shape flew over my head. The only thing that let me know it was Farai was the flash of a red scarf flapping from where it was tied around his hind leg. He fell upon the young wolf tumbling with him into the brush.

I turned my attention back to my flame wolf. Sphynx boy tried to defend himself but his claws were ineffectual against the flaming air. His fur singed and his skin sizzled with each swipe of my wolf’s flame claws.

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