Night Flight by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Muscles twitched under her skin. Frustration made a knot in her stomach. She stormed through the undergrowth, heedless of the noise she made. Her peripheral vision caught glimpses of the auras of small animals that skittered out of her path. She growled aloud. Her nerves crawled like a swarm of ants. How many nights of this can I take?

Panting like a panicked animal herself, she leaned against a tree and skimmed her hands down the front of her body. The friction made her nipples peak. The burning in her throat and the pit of her stomach sparked a similar fire between her legs. One hand, almost without conscious direction, plunged into the V and began rubbing. An unfamiliar wetness welled up. Wrapping the other arm across her chest to press on her taut nipples, she vigorously massaged the source of the moist heat. After several minutes, though, she still felt no relief. Snarling, she shoved herself away from the tree.

There was one thing she could do to work off these unwelcome urges. The need to change boiled up from deep within her. Fur sprouted on her arms, neck, and face even before she stripped off her shirt and tossed it aside. The wings burst from her back. Her teeth elongated into fangs, her nails into talons.

Though she had no room to fly under the trees, she could run. Her feet skimmed the ground, hitting the mat of pine needles every couple of yards. Again, she made no attempt to glide silently or avoid the weeds and fallen branches in her path. When she blundered into a clearing and sighted the halo of a deer's life-essence, she was nearly as surprised as the animal.

The doe, nibbling on the leaves of a sapling, whipped her head around to fix on Gillian. Gillian sprang too fast for the victim to flee. No subtlety; she just crashed into the doe and knocked her down, with a blow to the head to stun her. Straddling the unconscious prey, Gillian sank her fangs into the softness of the abdomen. The gush of blood granted momentary relief for the fire in her stomach.

After a few swallows, she became aware of her surroundings again. That was when she heard human footsteps approaching.

She raised her head and confronted the glare of a flashlight.

Behind it, she saw Paul staring at her, as stunned as the deer had been a minute earlier.

Gillian's body melted back into human shape. She was still young enough to have trouble holding the winged form, and stress always made it unstable. She rose from her crouch, automatically wiping her mouth with her forearm.

The light beam shook from the tremor of Paul's hand. "You changed…you were biting—oh, my God!"

She tried to pitch her voice to a calming tone. "Don't be afraid, Paul."

"Afraid?" He sounded hoarse. "Good Lord, your eyes shine red. No way—I am not seeing this."

She knew she had to erase his memory. But not here—back at the cabin, where he'd feel safer and she would have time to work on him.

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