Sweet Desire by Stacy Claflin

Author:Stacy Claflin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-05-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Dahlia turned to me, her eyes having turned orange. "I've been waiting a long time for this." She closed her eyes and whispered in a foreign language.

It sounded familiar, but I couldn't understand it.

I recalled the elders of my old coven speaking that dialect behind closed doors a few rare nights.

A cold rushed through me, surging like a wild river. My body wouldn't allow me to shiver. I couldn't even blink.

An invisible force thrust me backward. I hit a bedpost. It dug into my spine. My head hit the corner. A gash formed. Warm, wet blood dripped down my neck. The warmth felt good against the rest of my freezing body.

It felt like my brain exploded and then melted. I screamed out in agony, unable to take the pain.

Something wet came from my ears and dripped down my neck.

My eyelids closed and I slunk to the ground. I tried to push myself upright, but nothing would move. I couldn't even twitch a fingertip.

"Is she dead?" Dahlia asked.

"Check for a pulse."

Hot fingers pressed around my neck and wrists.

"Nothing," Dahlia said. "She's too cold. I can't feel any pulse."

Inwardly, I groaned. Not a sound came out. I had a heartbeat. I could feel it. It was just so slow and chilled. So very cold. It moved within me like a thick, cold milkshake that refused to travel through a straw.

"Did we kill her?" Claudia asked.

"Do you feel any stronger?" Dahlia asked.

Silence. "I can't tell."

"Cut her. See if she bleeds."

I tried to crawl away, but I still had no control over my body.

A warm blade sliced my arm. Inside, I screamed over the pain. Outside, nothing.

"She doesn't bleed," Dahlia said. "If she were alive, she'd bleed, right?"

"Of course! But I'm not taking any chances."

Another hot blade cut across my neck. The pain was agonizing, but there was nothing I could do.

"I know," Dahlia said.

A shoe kicked me in the gut so hard that I flew backward.

"Good thinking," Claudia exclaimed.

Kicks came at me all over. My chest. A shoulder. A kneecap. My forehead. The right temple. Then the left. The top of my head. My back. A shin. My right eye. The left.

I tried to disappear so I could ignore the assaults. A blade sliced down my arm.

They would make sure I didn't survive this. Only someone walking in could save me.

Silently, I pleaded for Killian or Frida.

Another blow to the head.

I lost consciousness.

Voices woke me. They sounded distant and desperate. I thought I heard my name.

"Gessilyn."

Someone said my name for sure that time. Then another. They sounded closer, but I couldn't tell who they were or if they were male or female.

Or if they wanted to hurt me more.

I tried to open my eyes, but they wouldn't cooperate. My head and ears hurt. Something kept ringing—buzzing, really. I tried to speak, but my mouth wouldn't work with me, either.

Maybe I could move something else. I tried a finger. Nothing. Then a toe.

It was time to dig deep within and draw from my magic, if anything remained.

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