Hellhound Born (Kasadya #3)

Hellhound Born (Kasadya #3) by Karen Swart

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even the Fallen were overwhelmed by them. A roar sounded in front of him and my eyes traveled back. Max’s head was missing. His body fell to the ground, joining the dead bodies scattered everywhere.
    “No!” I stormed forward right into an invisible wall, my hands reaching for it.
    I watched in horror as my friends, family and loved ones died before my eyes.
     
    When Chax's head was taken, the born Kasadya roared in fury. She turned and looked in his direction, bloody tears trailing down her face. She was all that was left, all of the fallen now dead. Demons surrounded her,  pinning her to the ground, their weapons piercing her body. Her tears flowed freely and soon her face was covered in bloody streaks.
    Ballen walked over to her, “You never stood a chance. Now I will send you to your Sire and you can tell him earth belongs to me now.”
    Ballen finished by taking her head. A sickening thud sounded as her head dropped to the ground and rolled away from her body.
     
    “No! No!” I screamed and punched the wall.
    “You must save them.” The child’s voice said behind me.
    I whirled around, ready to kill anyone who approached, but I was alone in the white mist again. Tears streamed down my face for the loss of my loved ones.
    “How do I save them?!” I yelled into the mist, desperately seeking an answer.
    “You cannot fail them.” The whispered response was the only reply before the mist faded away and I was left in darkness.
    “Kasadya,” the voice rang in my ears.
     
    “Kasadya, wake up.” I jumped up and smacked my head against Chax's.
    He grabbed me and held me still.
    “Kasadya, what is wrong?” He grabbed my face and forced me to look at him.
    I was crying and my breathing was out of control again.
    “I saw the battle. I saw us all die,” I croaked out, followed by a hiccupping sob.
    He pulled me into an embrace.
    “It was only a dream.” He tried to sooth me rubbing my back.
    Was it?
    “It was so real,” I cried into his chest. “They all died.”
    He forced me to look up at him again.
    “I won't let that happen. We will stop this before it ever comes to that.” He tried to calm me.
    But I knew, I knew , what I saw was no dream. It was the future.  I knew this as well as I knew that Chax would not be able to save them. “ You have to save them all.” The child’s voice played in my head. It would be up to me to save them all.
    “Chax, I need to finish this thing with the archangels. I need to stop this.” I stated, pushing him away and getting up from the bed.
     
    “First you will start by taking care of yourself.” He stood up and walked over to the door.
    “Take a bath and I will wait for you.” He left, closing the door behind him.
    I stood there speechless.
    Didn’t he just hear what I said?
    I looked around the room and found my bag at the edge of the bed.
    Fine!
    I grabbed it and stormed into the bathroom. The bathroom was big and smelled divine with the scent of… peaches.
    Just great, freaking peaches.
    I yanked my clothes off and, not even looking at the bath, jumped into the shower.
    To hell with taking care of myself!
    If I don’t stop this, we will all be dead. I washed in record time and got out. Fully dressed in my battle gear, I stormed out of the bathroom.
     
    I stepped into a small lounge and there, on the floor, was Chax looking up at me.
    “I said a bath, not a shower.” He looked at me with a scowl.
    Pushing up my chin in defiance, I said, “There is no time for pampering, Chax. We need to get this done and save all of us.”
    He tried that death stare on me, but seeing that I wasn’t going to budge, he sighed and motioned for me to sit down in front of him.
    “Why should I sit on the carpet?” I asked, confused.
    “Because you’re not leaving this room until you do.” He continued pointing at the floor.
    Damn it!
    I planted my butt on the floor, keenly aware of his eyes never leaving me.
    “Now cross your knees and brace your hands like

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