boiled to the top and
spilled over. My skin began glowing white and all logical thoughts
left my mind. Kill. Kill the vampire. Lunging at the vampire
I grabbed onto her shirt and rode her body down to the ground. My
right hand became covered in fire. The vampire screamed, “Please!
Mercy!”
“You weren’t going to give me mercy, so you
shall receive none.” The words came from my mouth and it was as
though my wolf and I became one in that instant. No longer was it
my wolf and me, but it was me and the animal instincts, urges, and
thoughts, together. In one swift motion I plunged my fire covered
hand into her chest and ripped her heart out. She screamed long and
loud as I held her heart in my hand. The sounds were annoying.
I repositioned myself so that I was sitting
above her head to get into a better spot. The heart had begun to
blister from the fire in my hand with long black smears around it.
With one quick squeeze of my hand the heart turned to ash and
sifted to the floor beside the vampire’s head. Her scream turned
into a high pitched shriek. Ares appeared in the doorway and stared
at me in shock as I picked her head up off the floor, gave one
violent twist, and tore her head from her body.
The screaming stopped and my anger
dissipated. I dropped the head onto the ground, turned and
vomited.
“It’s alright, Artemis. Everything’s alright
now,” Ares said softly as he stroked my hair.
I looked at my hands, expecting them to be
covered in blood, but surprisingly they were clean. My wounds
however were still open and blood was pouring from them, staining
my white dress. “Ares, my wounds,” I whispered as I started to
faint.
Ares picked me up and ran. I was fading in
and out of consciousness, closer to out than in. Ares kept talking
to me, “Artemis, Sunshine, stay awake.”
“I am awake. I’m awake and in pain. Where
did you go?” I asked.
“I was protecting the front entrance to the
castle. Matt was supposed to be protecting the back,” he said
through gritted teeth.
“Is he hurt?”
Ares shook his head. “He’s not dead at
least. I would have felt it if he had died.”
Our house came into view as did Koda and
Achilles. Ares set me on the porch and a beautiful blonde haired,
blue eyed woman stepped out of the house wearing an apron. “What’s
happened?” She asked.
Ares ripped my dress off and everyone
gasped. The woman knelt down beside me and started wiping the blood
off of my stomach and side. “You’re going to be alright. She didn’t
hit any vital organs and they’re already beginning to heal.”
Ares held my hand as she started chanting in
a different language. “You did well against the vampire. I’m proud
of you,” he said softly.
His compliment made me smile. “Thanks.”
The woman stopped and sat back on her heels,
a bead of sweat rolling down her face. “She’s fine, Ares. Your
anger is becoming too much, please calm down,” she whispered.
Ares took a deep breath and kissed my
forehead. “I’m sorry, Gwen.”
Gwen smiled. “I’ve never seen you so worried
over a female before, or so gentle. She must be your mate.”
Ares nodded his head and picked me up in his
arms. “She is. Thank you again for your services, Gwen.”
Gwen bowed her head. “Anytime, Prince.”
Ares carried me into the house, up the
stairs and to the bathroom. He set me down on the toilet seat and
then turned on the shower. I watched him as he silently moved about
the bathroom. He was bothered about something. My wounds were
almost fully healed now, so I stood up and walked to Ares, who was
standing beside the now warm water of the shower.
He turned to look at me and I saw the tears
in his eyes. “Ares, what is it?” I asked as I wiped the tears from
his face and kissed each cheek.
He wrapped his arms around me and exhaled
loudly. “I almost lost you again.”
“Ares, I wasn’t that close to dying. You
heard Gwen, she missed the vital organs. Look, the wounds are
already
spilled over. My skin began glowing white and all logical thoughts
left my mind. Kill. Kill the vampire. Lunging at the vampire
I grabbed onto her shirt and rode her body down to the ground. My
right hand became covered in fire. The vampire screamed, “Please!
Mercy!”
“You weren’t going to give me mercy, so you
shall receive none.” The words came from my mouth and it was as
though my wolf and I became one in that instant. No longer was it
my wolf and me, but it was me and the animal instincts, urges, and
thoughts, together. In one swift motion I plunged my fire covered
hand into her chest and ripped her heart out. She screamed long and
loud as I held her heart in my hand. The sounds were annoying.
I repositioned myself so that I was sitting
above her head to get into a better spot. The heart had begun to
blister from the fire in my hand with long black smears around it.
With one quick squeeze of my hand the heart turned to ash and
sifted to the floor beside the vampire’s head. Her scream turned
into a high pitched shriek. Ares appeared in the doorway and stared
at me in shock as I picked her head up off the floor, gave one
violent twist, and tore her head from her body.
The screaming stopped and my anger
dissipated. I dropped the head onto the ground, turned and
vomited.
“It’s alright, Artemis. Everything’s alright
now,” Ares said softly as he stroked my hair.
I looked at my hands, expecting them to be
covered in blood, but surprisingly they were clean. My wounds
however were still open and blood was pouring from them, staining
my white dress. “Ares, my wounds,” I whispered as I started to
faint.
Ares picked me up and ran. I was fading in
and out of consciousness, closer to out than in. Ares kept talking
to me, “Artemis, Sunshine, stay awake.”
“I am awake. I’m awake and in pain. Where
did you go?” I asked.
“I was protecting the front entrance to the
castle. Matt was supposed to be protecting the back,” he said
through gritted teeth.
“Is he hurt?”
Ares shook his head. “He’s not dead at
least. I would have felt it if he had died.”
Our house came into view as did Koda and
Achilles. Ares set me on the porch and a beautiful blonde haired,
blue eyed woman stepped out of the house wearing an apron. “What’s
happened?” She asked.
Ares ripped my dress off and everyone
gasped. The woman knelt down beside me and started wiping the blood
off of my stomach and side. “You’re going to be alright. She didn’t
hit any vital organs and they’re already beginning to heal.”
Ares held my hand as she started chanting in
a different language. “You did well against the vampire. I’m proud
of you,” he said softly.
His compliment made me smile. “Thanks.”
The woman stopped and sat back on her heels,
a bead of sweat rolling down her face. “She’s fine, Ares. Your
anger is becoming too much, please calm down,” she whispered.
Ares took a deep breath and kissed my
forehead. “I’m sorry, Gwen.”
Gwen smiled. “I’ve never seen you so worried
over a female before, or so gentle. She must be your mate.”
Ares nodded his head and picked me up in his
arms. “She is. Thank you again for your services, Gwen.”
Gwen bowed her head. “Anytime, Prince.”
Ares carried me into the house, up the
stairs and to the bathroom. He set me down on the toilet seat and
then turned on the shower. I watched him as he silently moved about
the bathroom. He was bothered about something. My wounds were
almost fully healed now, so I stood up and walked to Ares, who was
standing beside the now warm water of the shower.
He turned to look at me and I saw the tears
in his eyes. “Ares, what is it?” I asked as I wiped the tears from
his face and kissed each cheek.
He wrapped his arms around me and exhaled
loudly. “I almost lost you again.”
“Ares, I wasn’t that close to dying. You
heard Gwen, she missed the vital organs. Look, the wounds are
already
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