Chapter 50
“You don’t have to get caught up in the crossfire, Kamilla. You can save yourself”
Kamilla tightened her hold around Viktor as Rogan’s words rang through her head. Her jaw clenched. That bastard. He was doing this.
Viktor slowly lifted himself off of her as the carriage stopped moving completely. “Stay here, K-
“Ne!” whispered Kamilla fiercely, grabbing hold of him again. “It’s Rogan doing this Viktor. He totally implied it when he appeared in your study. I swear!”
Viktor was frowning dangerously as his eyes fell closed. He tilted his head, listening to their surroundings.
“I know, Kamilla,” he murmured. “So stay here. Let me take care of his bullshit.”
Kamilla shook her head, but Viktor simply uncurled her hands from his arms and rose. Kamilla couldn’t have seen it as simply standing up.
Viktor rose. His entire body tense with dark energy, a power that made her gulp. He was still listening to the movements of their assailants.
She saw him clench his jaw and then his eyes opened. Kamilla nearly gasped. They glowed a green so powerful it could have put the fear of death into
anyone.
She stared up at him as he made for the door, ripping his black shirt off as he went. “Stay here, Kamilla.”
Viktor kicked out the door and disappeared into the darkening forest where they’d crashed.
Kamilla sat wide–eyed on the seat, staring at the gaping square where there used to be a door for exactly ten seconds before she dashed out of the carriage. If Viktor thought she would let him go out there all by himself when Rogan was behaving like a hungry, rabid dragon, he had better think again.
And also, if he thought she’d sit there all vulnerable like a duck ready for the roasting, he had better think thrice!
Kamilla pulled her hood over her head as she hurriedly scanned the area. Evening was settling, and the sky glowed with the twilight. She looked at the front of the carriage and slapped a hand over her mouth at the sight.
The four black horses lay dead on the grassy forest floor and Hade, the coachman, sat reclined in his seat at the front. He looked quite relaxed. There was only one problem. Kamilla averted her horrified gaze. His head was missing.
A sudden yelp tore through the air and Kamilla’s gaze snapped in its direction. The forest.
Without a second thought, Kamilla sprinted off in its direction, delving deeper into the forest.
Her heart hammered in her chest with fear at the thought that Viktor was possibly fighting an entire group of Vampires or whatever other creatures all by himself. Damn them all! Kamilla felt rage boil up within her. How dare they even attempt to lay a hand on her Vampire King?! She’d make mincemeat of
them!
She ducked below branches and swerved around trees, following the sound of a very loud, very gruesome battle nearby. Scary growls filled the air, making Kamilla run faster. She didn’t even register that the trees were flashing by at an abnormal speed as she raced mindlessly towards the same man, whom a while ago, she’d been running away from.
At that moment, all Kamilla wanted was to be by his side.
Tripping, Kamilla found herself rolling down a steep place, sand slapping her in the face.
A huge tree broke her roll and Kamilla sat herself up against it, wincing as she held her side. Why’d she have to slam so painfully into the tree Lnough? Why was the universe so unkind?
When she managed to stop seeing bats flying around her head, Kamilla looked behind the huge tree.
“Oh, God!” she gasped.
There they were. Viktor stood in the center, bare–chested, black jeans, and boots on his bottom. They surrounded him. Kamilla counted ten alive and five
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that looked dead on the ground. Not Vampires. She gulfed.
Ten huge, furry werewolves. The growling came from them as they fought Viktor from all sides.
One leaped at him from above and Kamilla watched with wide eyes as it latched its hoge jaw onto Viktort arm.
She gasped. “No!” Before Kamilla could think of the consequences, her feet were moving, the pain in her side forgotten as the ram at them as fast as the
could.
Viktor only had a second to see her before she flashed past him, slamming into the wolf on his arm in the process and whipping the animat off of him.
He gaped in shock as Kamilla kept running until she hurled the animal into a huge tree.
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