War of Winter: (Reverse Harem Serial) (Winter Princess Book 4) by Skye MacKinnon

Author:Skye MacKinnon [MacKinnon, Skye]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Peryton Press
Published: 2017-09-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 3

“You’re late to the party,” Chesca says, sitting on the body of the fiend I saw earlier. His wings have been torn off and his face is… well, not very face-like anymore.

Remind me not to cross Chesca. And please make her forget that I attacked her earlier. That wasn't me. That was my magic.

Only now do I take in my surroundings. The ground is littered with dead demons. Burnt demons, mostly. Further away, demons are still fighting, but we are standing in a bloody clearing. An acrid smell hangs in the air. Something like the smell of burned hair mixed with that of steak and dog poo. I try to breathe through my mouth, but the smell still reaches my nose.

"Did I do all that?" I ask quietly, shocked by the sheer devastation.

"Yeah, sure you did," Chesca said cheerily, still sitting on the fiend corpse. "It was so magnificent that I'd almost forgive you for attacking me." She stands up in a flash and pokes me in the chest with a clawed finger. "But only almost. I'm going to come up with a nice punishment for you, little princess. Maybe I'll steal one of your Guardians."

Maybe I deserve that. But then my magic rears up in me. Mine.

I snarl. "If you want my Guardians, you'll have to go over my dead body." So cliché, but it's true. I won't let anyone else have them.

And I'm beginning to think that it's not just because of the bond and the ritual. No, it's something much deeper than that. They are special. And mine. End of. If they want it or not.

Suddenly, Chesca shrieks and points to something behind us, I turn and - a small fireball is exploding in the sky. Aodh is in trouble.

We run over the battlefield to where the flare came from. Each of us has a signal for when we need help. A fiery ball in the sky is Aodh's. Chesca extends her wings and jumps into the air, quickly leaving us behind as we try to run without stumbling over corpses. A large group of demons is fighting not far from the visitor centre. That means Aodh hasn't moved far since the battle started. He's strong, but there are a lot of demons there - at least twenty, in all shapes and sizes. At least I can't see one of the higher demons we identified earlier. Three of them are dead, but I don't know if the others have been killed yet. Let's hope so.

When we reach the first demon, I throw him to the ground with a sharp burst of air, ready for Arc to stab him in the chest. We dispatch three more in that way. Quite the team, I think morbidly.

Chesca's wail breaks through the sound of fighting. A moment later, a gap opens in the demon ranks and I can finally see - and regret it immediately. Aodh is lying on the ground, surrounded by dead demons. I can't see his face, and he's too far away to tell whether he's still breathing.

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