Page 21 of Hallows Fright


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“Repeat after me, Olivia... With this blood, I thee bind.”

“With this blood, I thee bind.” A distant howl slices through the trees and the wind picks up swirling dead leaves all around us.

“And take my soul thus to twine.”

“And take … my soul… thus to twine.” My muscles begin to shiver as the words come out of my mouth. It’s almost too difficult for me to continue, but I push past the discomfort, eyes never leaving Talon’s.

“Thrice entangled to their kind.”

“And become forever mine.” Talon finishes in unison with Phantom and Matchbox. He grasps my injured hand and pressing his open wound to my blood. Phantom and Matchboxeach do the same and three thin invisible threads pierce my mortal heart.

I let out an agonizing scream as the sensation takes over my body and I fall to the ground.

Chapter 13

Olivia

Idon’t know how much time has passed, but when I open my eyes, my body feels different. Stronger. Made new.

Shaking my head, I rise from the circle, legs feeling like they’re made of jelly. But when I finally stand at my full height, I note the three creatures that I’m now bound to, staring hungrily at me. The sensation of dirt and blood clings to my skin, but there’s an underlying power running through my veins. I can feel my connection to them as much as I feel the breath in my own lungs. Vital, and wholly a part of me.

“How do you feel?” Phantom asks, eyes raking over my body. Everywhere his eyes scan, a tingling sensation erupts along my skin.

“Like I’m different somehow.” I wiggle my fingertips trying to figure out what it is.

“That’s because you’ve been infused with some of our essence, little ghoul. Becoming ours and only ours.” Talon answers.

Looking down, I notice that the wound in my hand has closed as if it had never been there in the first place. Weird. I never know what the fuck is real here and what’s fake. Did we even perform a ceremony or was it all in my head?

“You’re not dreaming this up, little ghoul. It’s really happening.” Talon answers, reading my thoughts yet again. Invasive little prick.

He chuckles at that, and I feel my lips pull into a small smile.

“Come here.” He commands, and I walk over to him heart thumping and skin aching to be touched. “You belong to us now, and we to you. That means even if you leave here, you can never be with anyone else. Only us.”

“Only you.” I agree, running my hand up his chiseled chest. I love the way it feels underneath my palms. So strong and defined. His dark brows raise as my hand continues its trajectory up and around to the back, letting my fingers wrap around the edges of his hair where it meets the nape of his neck. He is the very embodiment of danger, yet he regards me with care.

“So, you’re a real-life vampire.”

“Yes.” He responds, hands gripping tight into the fleshy part of my waist. “At least now I get compared to that Damon guy instead of the sparkly one.”

I let out a surprised laugh and regard him with fresh eyes. My vampire has a sense of humor hidden beneath all that rugged intensity.

“I never was much of an Edward girl myself.” I reply.

“Is that right?” He leans down planting a soft kiss upon my lips. I take what he gives me greedily, drinking down the pleasure like a tonic for my weary and battered soul.

“Save some for the rest of us, Talon. I haven’t even had a taste yet.” Matchbox says, pulling at my arm and ripping me away from Talon’s grasp.

Talon lets out a guttural animalistic growl that sends shivers down my spine.

“She belongs to all of us.” Phantom says, putting himself between the vampire and the demon. Talon snarls in Phantom’sface, but he doesn’t flinch with the threat. Instead, he smirks and places his hand on Talon’s chest, toying with him

Being fought over is something I’m not used to, and I think I rather enjoy it. Jealousy looks hot on them.

“Boys, please.” I say, lifting the shirt off my body and discarding it into the dirt. They stop bickering immediately and swivel their attention to my naked body. “I’d like to be fucked thoroughly before the night is over.”

“Happy to oblige.” Matchbox says shoving Talon out of the way to get to me first.