They really are theirown undoing.
She didn’t think I would see the little seed she planted in that broken human girl.
So broken that my darkness found hers without effort.
Oona has no imagination.
She forgets who created the beasts of this land.
Light does not live without the dark.
Polarities will always exist within allour creatures.
The wind tumbles and turns around my prone figure, watching the kingdom across the cooling breeze of the sea.
“Soon… We will play together soon.”
An unhinged laugh consumes me, my dark lips spread wide over razor-sharp fangs.
thirty-six
Dove
Argus roars and thrasheswithin the cavity of my chest as I come back to myself, standing upon a large, rocky platform surrounded by mountainous peaks in utter darkness with the smell of rain on the horizon.
“How did I get here?” The question travels on the wind.
I look down at my shaking hands, which are thankfully not covered in blood this time.
The last thing I remember is the pain along the bond—
My body stills.
“Rivern.”Did somethinghappen to Rivern?
My heart begins to beat rapidly.
Turning in my dirty breeches and tunic, I frantically look around for a clue as to where I am. My feet are naked to the elements, and my hair is a windy, whipping mess.
“Shit.” I gather the strands and pull them back to tuck them into my tunic.
I look up at the twinkling darkness and whisper. “Where am I?”
A shadow suddenly swarms over my body.
A wide, blanketing shadow from above—
Pulling back from my exposed spot on the open platform, I edge back towards a cliff face just before a rumble vibrates through me.
Not taking my eyes from the stars, a hefty, winged shape comes into view. My knees grow weak at the sight.
“No, that’s not real,” I whimper.It can’t be real.
Argus begs to differ as he huffs out a plume of smoke within my cleaved cavity.
At the idea of smoke, I let out a slight cough and quickly cover my mouth with my hands.
Looking up at the shadow, I realise the wingspan alone would surely cover the roof and walls of a house within Haven.
