Tasting Drakness

Chapter 68

Darius growled, and the man just stared through the windshield at us for a second before walking off and watching us leave. I shook my head and turned to Darius, who was watching the man in the rear vision mirror. “I need to get you home,” he muttered.

“Gosh, he came out of nowhere,”

“They always do,” Darius muttered, and I peered over at him, wondering what he meant. He never elaborated on his words but kept glancing in all the mirrors as he drove. Finishing my chocolate bar, I pouted, and Darius laughed.

“I got you more in the bag in the boot,” Darius chuckled. We were about 10 minutes from home and had been driving on a backroad for about five minutes already.

“Maybe Lycus was right about that one,” I said before suddenly everything exploded and I was tossed forward in my seat. One minute we were driving the next, we drove into a wall.

The front of the car smashed into a shield. The windows exploded on impact, and I remembered the sound of groaning metal and felt the glass rain shards into my face before everything went black.

the roof. I groaned, my head throbbing, and I stupidly unclipped my belt falling headfirst onto the roof lining. Blood trickled down my face a s I tried to see what had happened when I noticed

hands. I stumbled over to his side and opened the door. I kept trying to wake him, but he was knocked out and bleeding profusely. I unclipped his seat belt worried about a car slamming into us, and he fell from

into, but

his pockets for his phone. When a thought came to me. I could run! Yet as I looked at Darius unconscious and thought of the others back home, I dismissed the

glistened in the distance, blobs of black spilling out. A gasp escaped when I heard the snarls, and my head twisted each way to see around twenty different portals suddenly

what they were. Hellhounds. They charged at us; I screarned, shaking Darius as they drew closer, trying to wake him. Darius groaned, and

bodies bounding toward us, all sharp teeth and massive claws leaping our way. Darius’s magic slammed into me like a tidal wave, stealing the air from my lungs. It was so cold, like ice, as I consumed it,

us to pieces. My ears rang from the loudness as I tossed

trying to find a way past it when I pushed the walls higher, creating a crystal clear dome around us. Their massive bodies collided with it. Trying to break through i t. Each hit

beaded on my neck and dripped off my face as I tried to hold it in place; everything ached and cramped at the amount of exertion it took on me. Digging my hands into

sensation running down my face told me I wouldn’t hold it much longer when m y nose started bleeding, my blood dripping onto Darius’s chest where I hovered above

vines, ripping them down as quickly as I replaced them.  The magic it burned t o hold them started running low and faltering when I felt warm hands grip my waist and move under my shirt to my ribs. My eyes flew open to see Darius staring at me wide-eyed at me, his obsidian eyes watching my face. “You’re a harmony,” He whispered before looking at the crystal and vine dome surrounding us. “And an elemental,” He sputtered, looking at my vines growing around us