Rage of the Fallen (Beyond Mercenary Book 6) by M Guida & Michael Anderle

Author:M Guida & Michael Anderle [Guida, M & Anderle, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2024-11-29T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Someone shook me gently. “Sawyer. Hey, it’s time to get up, sleepyhead.”

I looked into my brother’s weary eyes, noting the dark circles and the stubble that had grown heavier. I wondered if he had gotten any sleep. Knowing Damon, he’d probably spent the night on watch, shouldering the burden of keeping us all safe.

“Morning, sunshine,” he stated with a tired smirk, his attempt at levity not quite reaching his eyes. “Ready to go kick some demon ass?”

I blinked and stretched as dawn peeked over the horizon, its golden rays piercing the misty Scottish air. The light caught the turrets of Inveraray Castle, their slate-gray stone glowing warmly against the pale sky. The majestic structure peeked through the trees, its fairy-tale silhouette a stark contrast to the grim reality of our mission.

Rising to my feet, I took in our surroundings. The forest around us was coming alive with the sounds of morning. Birds chirping their dawn chorus, a gentle breeze rustling the leaves of ancient oaks and Scots pines. The crisp, damp air carried the earthy scents of moss and heather.

As we gathered our gear, I couldn’t help but marvel at the castle beyond the tree line. Inveraray stood proudly, its imposing Gothic Revival architecture a testament to centuries of Scottish history. The symmetrical towers flanked a central keep, their crenellations cutting a dramatic figure against the lightening sky. The pale walls seemed to glow as if the castle itself was waking up to greet the day.

“It’s beautiful,” I murmured, almost forgetting why we were here.

Damon nodded, scanning the perimeter out of habit. “Yeah, it’s something, all right. But remember, sweetheart, looks can be deceiving. That place is crawling with demons, and we’ve got a job to do.”

His words snapped me back to reality. Queen Charlotte’s harp was inside those walls, the last missing piece we needed to send Maci and her horde of demons back to hell. A flicker of hope mixed with apprehension. If we could get our hands on that harp, maybe we could end this nightmare. And maybe it held some magical property that could free Justice from Rage’s clutches.

As if reading my thoughts, Damon squeezed my shoulder. “We’ll get him back, Sawyer. One step at a time.”

I nodded, steeling myself for what lay ahead. The castle loomed before us, beautiful and terrifying. I grabbed my backpack, the weight of our supplies a reminder of the long journey that had brought us here. “Where are the demons?” I asked.

Damon pointed through the trees, his jaw tightening. “They’re crawling around the entrance like cockroaches, but they’re not going inside.”

I followed his gaze and spotted dark figures moving unnaturally around the castle’s grand entrance. My stomach churned at the sight. Something was keeping them out. Maybe the same magic that protected the harp we sought.

I swallowed a lump of fear and forced myself to ask the question I dreaded most. “Is Justice with them?”

Damon hesitated, his green eyes clouding with concern. Then, he met my gaze squarely. His honesty was one of the things I’d always relied on.

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