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.

I stupidly unclipped my belt falling headfirst onto the roof lining. Blood trickled

out and bleeding profusely. I unclipped his seat belt worried about a car slamming into us, and

nervously, looking around at what we ran into, but

the trees before fumbling in 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 idea before clutching my head that felt like someone

ring one of the others when I heard a whooshing noise and lots of them. Blinking, I tried to clear my vision. The shimmer of portals glistened in the distance, blobs of black spilling out. A gasp escaped when I

us; I screarned, shaking Darius as they drew closer, trying to wake him. Darius groaned, and they got about 20 feet away. I panicked, crawling on top of him. My lips

their black furless huge bodies bounding toward us, all sharp teeth and massive claws leaping our way. Darius’s magic slammed into me like a tidal wave,

tore out of me as four of them pounced about to rip us to pieces. My ears rang from the loudness as I tossed my hands out, slamming them on the ground on either side of us and shut my eyes, waiting for my death

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

face as I tried to hold it in place; everything ached and cramped at the amount of exertion it took on

thorny branches encasing the dome, and the hellhounds snarled louder. The trickling 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 him whilst praying

didn’t soon, I was going to pass out from using so much magic at once, yet they kept tearing into the 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