Quattuor
Nox
My heart
raced in my chest as I watched her disappear above me. I dimly heard two other
sets of wings flapping away after the first, but my mind was on a riot.
My body
started to become translucent as I didn't try to make it corporeal. I felt
myself seethe with anger, becoming part of the shadows that always reached out
to wrap around me.
I floated
through the door and saw three specks in the sky headed toward the east. Then I couldn't see them any longer and I lost myself to my frustration and anger for
a time. I came back to myself as a huge tree smashed to the ground with a deafening
boom next to me. My boot print was imprinted into the tree trunk and I heaved
with exertion.
My mind
locked onto her.
Io.
My
woman. I had finally found her and she was nothing like I had expected. I had
always wanted a woman from the shadow so we could share it together. But with
Io, she gathered energy and light to her like a beacon. She was fire incarnate.
Her passion had been devastating to me, because I knew I would never find its
equal. As I remembered her body, hot and open beneath my hands, my hands curled
into fists. I had no idea what her mind was like, we hadn't had time. And it
was suddenly desperate to know everything about her.
A low
growl built in my throat and I tried to remember, in all the confusion, what
the creatures who had taken her had looked like.
I
remembered seeing dark wings and I had the vague impression, but I was certain
of it after I thought about it, that they had been male.
A red
fury swept over me as I thought about her in their hands. She had been
half-naked and utterly heart stopping. Her hair had been wild around her face,
her cheeks heated, and her lips swollen from my kiss. Her nipples had been hard
and a dark red as if begging me to keep licking them. The growl escaped my
throat and my stomach dropped. If they touched her...
I became
aware of my surroundings once again, and I had let myself fade into the
shadows, indistinguishable from them. I was soaring through the darkness toward
the east where they had taken her.
But I
stopped as I remembered her dogs. She loved them more than anything. I had
watched her running in the daylight with them and I had sneered at her weakness
in them. But I had no animosity toward any of them now. They were the only
family she had, and I sensed she had been alone out in this wilderness for a
long time.
And I
knew because she was mine that I couldn't leave them.
“Fuck it
all.” I shouted as I floated back to them.
They
were all waiting for me, sitting at the gate. Their tails started wagging as I touched
back down to the solid ground. And then they swarmed me, but I held my hands up
and they formed a pack in front of me.
“Well,
you guys, what are we going to do?” I ran my hand through my hair as I tried to
think. I had to go after her; it wasn't an option not too. But what would I do
with six dogs while I was looking for her?
I
started to pace in front of them and their heads pivoted, watching me
anxiously.
And then
I knew what I would do.
I sunk
to my knees before them and they stopped panting as if to listen to what I had
to say.
“I have
to find your mom.” At the word their ears perked up. “So I’m going to leave you
with my family. You’ll be safe there.”
Decided,
I turned my attention to finding her. And I knew what had taken her. My fury
gave me a sharp clarity this time as my mind focused on what I needed to find
out.
Where
would the Grigori take a captive?
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