Moon Burned (The Wolf Wars Book 1) Page 27

  In a blink my hands were pinned to the wall. Oh, shit. Not good.

  The thought might have made me laugh had fear not seized my vocals. I bucked in wild desperation, but she was as moveable as a brick building.

  At that point, raw panic threatened to overcome me.

  Her exquisite, chalk-white face hovered before mine, and burning-cold breath seared my skin. As I stared into those endless black eyes, I became too scared to move. Then she opened her mouth to speak, once again revealing those very sharp-looking teeth.

  “You’ve got ssssweet blood,” she hissed. “I can ssssmell it—”

  I head-butted her.

  I hadn’t known what else to do, but it occurred to me that if I didn’t do something, and fast, she was going to kill me. Kill or be killed. The thought came to me calmly. My survival instincts kicked in, and I slammed my foot into her stomach with all my strength, forcing her back several feet.

  She let out an ear-piercing shriek, and I involuntarily brought my hands up to cover my ears. As I did this, something cold and smooth brushed my right ear. I looked at my hand to see I still held my mother’s gift. It had produced a long blade, and I guess my mind had just skipped over its importance in my haste to get the shark off me. But I had returned to the here-and-now, as if the blade had cut through my mental fog.

  This glance left me vulnerable though, and she lunged for me again, but this time she wasn’t fast enough. I side-stepped her attack and spun around fast, putting as much force into my swing as I could manage. I aimed for the neck. At the time, I hadn’t thought about it, but I realized later that I did exactly what I’d been taught to do.

  The blade stuck midway through her neck, and she was shrieking so loudly I was sure I was going to lose my hearing. Black liquid sprayed out of her wound, landing on my face and hands. I yanked the sword back out and swung it again, completely decapitating her. She fell silent.

  I fell to my hands and knees. I’d never been in shock before, but I was pretty sure this was it. Everything seemed to slow down, and I couldn’t even really process what had just happened. It was all just a blur. A strong surge of what felt like pure energy ripped through me, so potent I almost vomited. I realized then that I was trembling.

  Then my body went completely rigid.

  Because that’s when I heard Nelly scream.

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