Page 127 of Forever My Siren Luna

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Beretta

“ELA!” I screamed, seeing her get thrown to the ground by that demonic bastard. I was too far from them. I couldn’t do anything but watch her head bounce against the stone ground as I raced towards her.

Lord Tenebris was clutching his chest, snarling venomously. His eyes were on Ela, confused but furious. I thought he was about to lunge for her, so I screamed, but then he lifted in the sky and flew through a large opening in the roof.

When I got to Ela, she was already unconscious. Her head was bleeding, the blood pooling under her head. Irrita. I need magic to heal her. Irrita could help.

I lifted her in my arms and ran outside, blood dripping down my arm from Ela’s head wound with every step. Her body felt cold, and her scent was changing. It was fading.

“Irrita!” I yelled, running from outside. “Irrita!”

Everyone was gathered behind Nilo, staring up at the sky. He had passed Angelina to another person who was in Lycan form. Nilo hadn’t shifted yet, but he looked ready to shift. He looked ready for a fight.

When I looked at where they were staring, I saw Lord Tenebris, soaring away in the dark, smoke-filled sky. He was still clutching his chest, groaning and snarling, but he was flying away. He wasn’t staying for another fight.

The fire left by the dragon and the dead, burning bodies of his army make it hard to see from the ground. With the thick smoke rising, clouding the sky, the dark fairy lord most likely couldn’t even tell they were down here. It was like a maze getting around the burning mayhem to where the others were.

“Irrita!” I yelled again, searching the group of women for her.

When Nilo heard me, his face turned into a mask of horror, seeing his Luna’s limp body and leaking blood from her head. He rushed over, taking her from me, carrying her back inside the hive building and laid her on the ground.

Irrita dropped to the other side of Ela, studying her head wound. Irrita looked exhausted, and the sparks in her magic were flickering as she worked to heal the cut on Ela’s head. She closed it up, but had to call another fae being over to help with the rest. A nymph girl with hair like flowing water ran her hands over Ela’s body. A soft blue light began enveloping Ela’s chest and torso.

“She will be alright,” the nymph girl said. “Her and the child are fine. The dark magic was meant to disarm her. Not kill. He drained her magic and vitality.”

My relief was overshadowed by one word. ‘Child’.

“What child?” Nilo asked, seeming as confused as me.

The nymph’s watery blue eyes looked between us, then whispered, “The child she is carrying? She is with child.” When she saw our shock, she said, “Did you not know?”

“No,” I whispered. “No. She was still unmated when I last saw her.”

“Same here,” said Nilo.

Knowing that she was pregnant, we took special care to keep her inside and comfortable while she gained back her vitality. Her cousin woke up during the time, and took it upon herself to bring water for all of us from some room in the back of the hive. She even knew where in the building to find clothes and stale food. She then sat beside Ela’s head, cleaning the blood from her hair.

The flames from the dragon were still blazing, the smoke still thick in the air outside. It was stifling, but inside we were sheltered from the worst of it. Staring out the doors, the image outside was pure hell. Demons and dark fae bodies burning to ash, fueling the flames. That dragon woman did all that destruction so easily in such a short amount of time. It’s no wonder she was locked up as she was.

I was staring out the doors at the raging fire, when suddenly, Ela began to scream.

Her eyes flew open, a horrified expression crossing her face, and then she clutched her chest, screaming, her body writhing in pain.

Not just her, but Nilo too. He fell to the ground, growling and groaning while pressing his hands to his chest. His body was buckling in on itself, tears streaming from his eyes.

I looked around, looking for some surviving dark fae being that might be attacking them, but didn’t see one. What was wrong with them?

“Alpha,” Nilo cried, his voice hoarse and broken. “No.”

Ela screamed, tearing at her skin, trying to claw her heart out of her chest. Angelina wasn’t strong enough to stop her so three other women had to help restrain her hand.

“LET ME GO!” She wailed, thrashing about. She broke free from their hold, Val ripping out of her body. None of us would be a match for Val. That didn’t stop me from shifting too and chasing after her as she went sprinting out the doors into the hell that awaited outside.

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Lachlan