The Devil's Pride (Wild Beasts Series) by T. Birmingham

Author:T. Birmingham [Birmingham, T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-11-05T04:00:00+00:00

Alexia walked through a maze, a grim-faced Cam at her side. As she walked through the walled fortress of confusion, she passed various people she’d met in her lifetime, but they were all covered in blood. The blood dripped from their necks, flowing steadily, and she smelled that exquisite copper scent so strongly, her dream self almost stopped. But no. She wouldn’t take what didn’t belong to her.

She rushed through a labyrinth, which was quickly becoming her own personal version of hell.

She couldn’t stay there.

She had to get out.

She rushed on as if searching for something or someone. She saw the shadow of a large black bear, and she reached out toward the saving grace that shadow held, but all she met with was warm blood. She tried to get a grip and stay standing, but she was slipping, sliding in the mess around her. The death around her.

She landed heavily on her knees, unable to stand on the slick floor. The floor was littered and slathered with the thick plasma that called to the darkest part of her. She crawled passed the mirrors in the maze, her red-eyed reflection pronounced in the complex network of horrors. Every face she passed made her angrier, hungrier. She passed the boy who’d stabbed her at the state home; passed her first grade crush who’d laughed at her and called her a freak; passed her first foster parents who’d taken a chance on her, but who hadn’t truly loved her and whose son had threatened her with a knife if she didn’t leave; passed a high school teacher who’d ducked away from her every time she’d gone up to ask him a question; passed the one foster mother who’d locked her in a closet to exorcise her demons; passed so many others. So many who’d hurt her—

So many who deserved to be hurt, the voice in her head whispered.

She couldn’t keep track of all of the blood, all the death, all the faces she associated with her pain and the hatred she had for herself. She slipped once more, this time unable to pick herself up off the slick floor, unable to crawl further forward.

Alexia didn’t feel Cam anymore. She’d lost him in the haze of despair and loss of life. She lay on that blood-soaked floor, surrounded by blood – blood that could save her – a voice whispered, but she just couldn’t bring herself to take part in the sacrifice that had been laid out just for her. She turned onto her side and glanced toward the mirror to her right, sensing its presence as though it were a living thing working its way into her subconscious.

Alexia cowered further in fear at what stood before her. Covered in blood from head to toe, her long, red dress billowed around her, setting off her traditional Skröm figure and accentuating her monstrous fangs – Alexia’s worst nightmare. The woman stared down at Alexia with gleeful, glowing red eyes that were so vacant of feeling, it was as though Alexia was staring at the devil herself.

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