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I hadn’t even noticed the unfamiliar warm tingle that had started in the base of my spine until it had grown into a flame of heat that burned through my veins. Gasping in pain, I cried out as the inferno crashed through me, certain that this was what it felt like to die.
“A warning, child. I see crimson banners covering the hills and violet eyes that search for you. And with her hatred comes destruction and death. Those of half blood will finally perish. There is no stopping the Seductress. May the Gods protect you.”
The legends of the Gods had depicted the Protector in many ways. Some spoke of a great being with strength, others said he was humble and cunning. But one similarity they shared was that of his fierce protectiveness and loyalty and his love for the Goddess the Huntress. However, not one mentioned that he would have the power to call on monsters to do his bidding; I had never heard a tale such as this.
The Seductress was once said to be the Goddess of love and truth and at one time she had fancied herself in love with the Protector. However, the God had turned her away for the Huntress and that had been the beginning of the end.
The Seductress’s insane jealousy and rage over the Protector’s mate had resulted in the War of the Gods, and it was said that she went mad with power, resulting in the creation of the Crimson army. The scriptures alleged that she had gifted her soldiers with immortality for their alliance and servitude, and they would be her defense against the Protector and his own immortal army, the Lupines.
My roar shook the trees, causing the birds to flee from the sound and the men who were behind me to release my arms.
his lips parted and a deep voice that reminded me of a strange combination of smoke and honey rumbled from his chest. “Are you enjoying the view, love?”
“Don’t worry, I dreamt of you too.”
It was a pained screaming—a howling, like some animal was being tortured. I couldn’t help but to think that Kalian or Keyno should do it a kindness and put an end to its misery. It wasn’t until much later that I had realized that sound was coming from me.
he turned from me. With a stiff spine, he looked back over his shoulder. “Maybe I live for others too.”
