Bloodbound: A space/fantasy F/F romance (Sparkbound Book 2) by CR Barlow

Author:CR Barlow [Barlow, CR]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2016-08-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Bile churned in Ingrid's stomach as she listened to the cries of the baby manticore. Once they reached the poacher's ship, Gelron had made her go inside. He didn't lock her in, but she knew he had considered it.

It took them only a couple of hours to set the traps, various force fields ready to be activated as soon as the manticores showed up. Gnash and the other poachers patrolled around the area, waiting and watching, while Gelron strapped the baby manticore to a table just outside the ship, protected by a force field, cutting into the tiny creature to make it scream.

It sobbed just like a human child would, and let out high-pitched cries. Even when Ingrid cast a spell to block out the sounds, she still could still hear it. The bastard was torturing a child!

She paced from one end of the ship to the other, digging her hands into her short brown hair. What was she doing? Was this really worth it? But if she interfered, what would Gelron do to her? She played his threat over and over in her mind. It could mean anything! In any case, she could not go back to Earth, to where her father-in-law was waiting to force her to marry him.

But how much of this could she take?

The baby manticore's face floated into her mind. Would she be sitting here doing nothing if it was a human child? Elf? Orc? Any of the sentient species of the solar system? No. She wouldn't. Ingrid stiffened.

If it had been any other species, nothing would be worth listening to it being tortured. And neither was this. She would not stand by and let the elf torture a child. Nobody knew if manticores were sentient or not, but they could feel pain and she couldn't continue this path.

Lolita had been right. This wasn't who she was.

Ingrid's hands were steady, her eyes steely, as she strode off the ship. She called to her magic, filling her whole body from the soles of her feet to the top of her head with it. Her fingertips pulsed and burned.

Gold and crimson sparks cascaded around her as she stepped from the ship. She let out a breath, calming herself, and as Gelron looked over at her, she flicked her wrist. The magic cut through his force field easily, lifting him from his feet. He flew twenty feet and landed, rolling several times.

The little manticore cried out. The other poachers shouted and raised their weapons, pointing them at her. Ingrid pushed her magic out, sending it out in waves across Uranus' surface. As it touched the poacher's weapons, they exploded. The force field traps laid on the ground popped and smoked.

"Stop!" Gnash cried.

Even as he spoke, there was a rumbling, crashing sound below them. Ingrid stumbled to one side, feeling the ground shift beneath her feet. A dozen manticores burst through the surface, sending showers of dust over the poachers.

Gelron was the first to die.

An orange-yellow manticore twice as big as him pounced on the elf as he scrambled to his feet.

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