Destined to the Wraith (The Shadow Realms) by Regine Abel

Author:Regine Abel [Abel, Regine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781998180981
Publisher: Regine Abel Publishing Inc.
Published: 2024-02-07T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Asheron

An enraged roar tore out of me that the fiend should have dared attack my woman. With a flick of my hand, I covered the door in a thick barrier of ice to keep Ronika from opening it. With a wave of the other hand, I snapped the bones and claws at the tips of Chaerim’s tentacles. She screamed in pain. Shock and disbelief settled on her face that I should have used such an ability against her.

As one, her damaged limbs flopped to the ground like so many beheaded snakes. She tried to reel in her tentacles and resorb them into her body, but I invoked my frost and trapped them in ice spikes all around us.

“Bone magic?” she whispered, dread filling her voice. “How? Luciana severed your tail! She damned you!”

As a sole response, I grabbed one of her writhing tentacles trapped in ice and drained it of its life force. I watched it wither with malicious glee while the demon screeched. She tugged with all her might, merely succeeding in tearing her limb in half. She reeled in her stump, hugging it to her chest.

“No! Mercy!” she cried out when I reached for a second tentacle and gave it the same treatment.

“I warned you to leave what’s mine alone,” I ground through my teeth in a menacing voice. “It has been too long since I last feasted on the soul of a demon. Now you die.”

“A trade, Lord Voror! Mercy for a trade,” she exclaimed while trying to slither away from me. “My life for your tail!”

I froze upon hearing those words. As powerful as she was, Chaerim held no sway over me. She likely believed that killing Ronika would have cast me down the spiral of madness all over again. With her crawlers outside swarming the room, I would have been too busy dealing with them to make her pay. She thrived on chaos, pain, and despair. My newfound sanity undoubtedly infuriated her. The sad part was that this gratuitous malice was merely her nature, nothing she had any control over.

Pressing her advantage when she saw me pause, Chaerim resumed talking at an accelerated pace.

“Grant me safe passage, spare my life, and harm me no further, and I will tell you who holds your tailbone. You can be made whole again if you recover it. I am no longer compelling the woman. Grant me this mercy, Asheron, and I pledge to leave this room, not to harm your female, and not to interfere with your business in Hemdell, or your departure thereof. This I pledge.”

However devious the demon could be, she would not lie in a pledge. She had valuable information about the location of my tailbone. But why should I grant her a safe passage? I could torture Chaerim and get the information out of her. After all, she had attacked Ronika and thus deserved to die. I would take great pleasure in making it last.

And risk falling back to madness or revolting my woman.

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