Melkor & Purity: Book Two by Kim Faulks

Author:Kim Faulks [Faulks, Kim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-16T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Purity

Black blood all around me.

Against the walls.

Splashed on the floor.

Bodies in the corner. Arms with no torsos. Heads with no necks.

Acid spilled into my mouth as my boots slipped in the muck.

I was hit from the side and pitched forward, hand punching out to smack against the wall.

“Purity!” Melkor screamed.

His voice was like a blinding light…

Melkor…

Melkor!

Breath seared along my throat as I swung. Pain savaged my shoulder, and panic followed.

“Get down!” Melkor roared.

My knees trembled, threatening to take me down. My Hellhound was a blur through the open doorway. His hands gripped me, yanking me closer as my knees buckled and I fell to the floor.

My hand slipped in cold slick. Get up, the urgency filled me. Get up and fight. Screams all around me. Melkor’s eyes wide, lips moving…but there was no sound. Nothing but the churning inside my head.

Get up…

Get…the…fuck…up…NOW!

I pushed against the floor. My hand trembled, dragging higher to the waistband of my jeans. Something raced toward me…the movement a blur…but this time, I felt it.

I slashed out, midnight steel carving through the air. A scream filled the air, savage and feral…inhuman. Mel’s Hound pushed to the surface. His eyes blazed red with fury.

Behind him, the hallway was filled with darkness as the Unseelie drove his fist through the air, and swung again. I pulled back to myself, to the sense of knowing, and stumbled around the room.

Movement at the edge of my gaze. I turned my head and lost sight of it. But it was there…I could sense it.

Can’t see it…can’t see it.

A rush of movement. I swung with urgency, stabbing right where I knew I had to stab. Reflexes took over. I lunged forward, twisting and carving. My hands moved in a blur of motion as the thing howled and then tore free.

It went for him…my Hellhound, my Melkor. There was no way it was touching a hair on his head. I clenched my jaw and shoved forward, my steps a blur as I lashed out and sliced the air.

Melkor stumbled backwards, missing me by a hairsbreadth. It was all I could do to stay in the moment, hacking and slashing. I whirled from one blur to the next.

Somehow, I just knew where they were. I just knew how to reach out with one hand and impale with the Nephilim blade with the other. Time slipped away from me, seconds like a lifetime. All I cared about was Melkor.

In my head, I saw his torn shoulder. In my heart, I heard his pain.

Not touching him.

I stabbed.

Not hurting him again.

I slashed.

“Purity,” Melkor’s voice crowded in.

Dark eyes stared into mine. Mel lifted a hand and took a step closer. Heavy breaths consumed me, sawing in and out of my throat. I tried to swallow, tried to lick arid lips. But my mouth was numb, hands and heart, too. I looked down at bloody hands and white fingers gripping the hilt of a blade.

“You’re okay now,” Mel murmured. “Look at me, Purity, you’re okay.”

My lips trembled when I stared at him.

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