The Dominion Pulse by Brad A. LaMar

Author:Brad A. LaMar
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Dominion Pulse, fiction, fantasy, middle grade, teen fiction, celtic myths, fairy tale, mythology, action, adventure, brad lamar, celtic mythos series, the obsidian dagger, the megalith union, leprechaun, witch, wizard, sydhe, alphyn, giant, rua, zombie, merrow, wampanoag, ireland, scotland, new york, fantasy series
Publisher: Light Messages Publishing
Published: 2015-01-26T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

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Della remained hidden in the bushes during the whole ordeal, but she especially hunkered down when Lir showed up. Of all the beings that Arawn kept in his trilithon prisons, Lir was the most terrifying. He was heartless and mirthless, black to his core. She became even more frightened of him when Lir carried Arawn’s flimsy, limp body away. Argona had emerged from the castle walking more somberly than Della would have expected. She followed Lir and mumbled sadly to herself along the way. Della apparently went unnoticed by her masters. Her breath caught in her chest as they walked further into the distance. The Puck forced her body and all of its involuntary functions to be silent as Argona and Lir disappeared from her sight.

“This is my chance,” she uttered softly.

She ran.

Fast.

Arawn’s castle was fading farther and farther behind her and that suited her fine. She moved quickly through the forests and the fields, in a hurry, but not really sure of her destination. Trees and rocks and rivers all started to look the same as she allowed her subconscious to take over the navigation. She finally stopped running and collapsed onto a soft patch of grass beneath a huge elm tree. She was huffing and puffing, trying to pull in oxygen in big gulps.

“So the traitor returns,” a voice from overhead scoffed.

Della hopped to her feet and backed away from the tree. She scanned up and around her and cringed when she spotted two fellow Pucks. Merble and Cy—former friends—dangling from a crooked branch. She realized that her subconscious had run her back to her birthplace and unfortunately for her, it was no longer a friendly site.

“I can’t believe my eyes, Merble,” Cy replied. “Never thought she would have had the guts to return to the Hallow.”

“Please, I didn’t come here for trouble,” Della pleaded.

“Trouble? You’re the one who brings trouble here, Della,” Merble replied, a scowl creasing her forehead. “You’ve got a lot of nerve coming here after last time.”

“Yeah, you were lucky the Grand Pim wouldn’t let us toss you in the gorge.” Cy dropped down to the ground a few feet from Della. He stood slightly taller than her and had his midnight black hair hanging around his head in loose curls. “But the Grand Pim isn’t here right now, is she?”

Merble let loose a whistle and Pucks started popping out of the trees, bushes, and high grasses, surrounding Cy and Della. Merble looked around at her clan—angry and seething at a Puck they believed to be a traitor—and they stared back. Their eyes glared at Della, displaying the hatred they were feeling for her.

“Please, I wasn’t able to escape until now. You don’t know what it was like,” she begged.

“No, you don’t know what it was like!” Merble shouted as she landed next to Della.

Merble grabbed the traitor by the hair and swung her towards the others. Della stumbled and fell into the clamp-like grasp of her kinsmen. They held her tightly

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