Hybrid Hunting by Mariana Mendoza (comprehension books .txt) 📖

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“ All right, was wrong wit’ you?” I asked him, face serious.
One thing I liked about Evin was that he always told me the truth when I asked him if he had a problem. Tonight was no different.
“ Nina, I’ll be honest with you right now.” he said, coming to me and placing his hands on my shoulders. Wasn’t he honest enough already?
“ Nina, I’m worried that you might make it,” he continued to talk faster, knowing I would have cut in if he had let me, “ I know, I know, you say you can take it but that doesn’t make me stop from getting worried. I want you to live. I want us to have soothing someday.” he told me.
Ah, shit hole in hell shell. This was Jace all over again.
“ Evin, I don’t know if I’m ready yet. I have to find out about my past before continuing with my future. But when I do figure out my past, before Master, I’ll definitely let you know if we have a chance.” I told him.
Evin looked at me for a long while. I stared back into his beautiful dark grey-blue eyes were full of mixing emotions. I didn’t blink, because I wanted to show how sincere my words were. After finding what he wanted to see in my eyes, he nodded and let me go. A real smile suddenly bloomed in his face. I felt my body sigh in relief.
“ Okay, I’ll wait but don’t think I’m not going to nudge you. At least you didn’t reject me.” he said. He then gave me a small kiss on the cheek before going to the living room. I snorted and followed him.
Meave was done so I went to sit right next to her on the floor. I felt the worms go wary. They must have figured out that being close to Meave meant danger for them. Good, at least we both agreed that bitch witches weren’t worth trusting but unlike them, I only did when it came to me staying with the living.
“ Ready?” she asked me.
I nodded and she moved me in the middle of the circle. I lied down, staying still. I could feel a lot of her dark magic all around me. I didn’t like foreign magic near me but I had to tolerate it so I would be able to get Hell’s ass of shitty demons out of me. I had to be brave and have courage. If only my bravado could help me now but unfortunately, my suck fuck luck didn’t work that way.
Meave began to put herbs and salt around the circle, chanting something in a different language. I was quiet, not really saying or doing anything. She needed to concentrate and I wasn’t going to have her accidentally kill just because I rolled my eyes.
She came back behind my head and stood up. She looked down at me then took a knife out of her pocket.
Oh, hell no.
I tensed up a bit and I felt Marco using all of his control to not take the knife away from the black witch.
Meave cut my shirt and then took the jar of gargoyle pee and dipped her hand in it. She had better no spray it on my face. I was no hell plant or a fire hydrant. I hell of a no will not get sprinkled pee that came from Satan’s pet’s ass.
But instead of sprinkling the gargoyle pee all over me, she lathered it into the skin of my stomach. The green pee was cool and slimy and smelled really, really awful. The demons did nothing but I felt them sigh a little when she lathered the piss on me. I knew I would have to take five thousand showers in bleach water and angel piss to get the damn smell off. I was now convinced that everyone up in the sky hated me completely.
Meave kept chanting until she made a complete circle and then she sat above me. By now, I was calm and sleepy. Her chanting had soothed me and the demons. She grabbed a jar from behind her and then looked up at someone that I couldn’t see.
“ Grab her and and hands and hold her down.” I faintly heard her say. The words didn’t registered until I had felt pressure on my hands and legs. She then took out a knife and placed it above her head. She began chanting again but this time is was loud and full of force and power.
No!

The demons felt anger and pain when they saw the knife. Somehow I knew it was a holy and purified knife. I didn’t want it close to me so I tried to wriggle but my body was too relaxed that I couldn’t move at first. lowly, though, I used my strength to began moving around as Meave moved a complete circle. She then sat back down and put the knife closer to me and my stomach. Was she really going to cut me? I wanted to kill her then. I moved away from her knife, arching my back and wriggling like a snake. I was a flexible person, something that came handy in any situation but it wasn’t enough.
Finally, the knife she had was a few inches above the skin on my stomach. I growled and hiss and couldn’t do anything anymore because my legs and arms were stretched to the limit and pinned down as if I had four hippos sitting on then. I suddenly felt tI wanted out, now.
I growled as the knife came closer but it was no use. I began to feel terror all around me Fire suddenly lit the circle around me and wooden shaving were thrown all over the place. I as now completely afraid. Wood, fire, and silver could still kill me, whether I was less allergic to them or not. I couldn’t tell anymore if the fright was mine or the demons’. Sister whined at me but she did nothing to comfort me. She sat there, watching me struggle, as if she knew something I didn’t. I wanted out.
And when the tip of the knife touched my skin, I growled a full growl, angry and terrified. The demons screamed somewhere out outside of my mind. The knife was painful and full of silverous poison that could kill me. The demons tried to take over my mind once again but this time, I couldn’t do anything. I was too busy with my feelings. So sister stepped up and guarded my mind, not letting the three of them to try and invade my mind for a third time.
M nerves were alive and alert, making me feel everything and anything that touched my flesh. I felt the knife begin to cut my sensitive skin, slowly. I screamed in horror. This was sending me back to the suffering that I had when I was in Master’s hold. All the pain from my past began to fill my brain, making me unable to do anything but scream.
The the silver chain was being whipped on my back. Over and over and over again. Over and over and over again. I could do nothing but take it because my hands were chained to a wooded chain. I was in pain and about to faint but I knew I couldn’t because they would whip me and do it with me until I could tolerate it no more. Sister wolf howled in torment. I had to protect her, at all costs or else they would rape her too. The only thing I was thankful was that I hadn’t been mind raped yet. I let them hurt my body, but they would never completely break me. I would never allow that….
I screamed and wriggled around as I was dumped in front of someone’s feet. I gasped and backed up until I felt the other man’s feet on my back. I looked up at the ugly face that was my new owner. He gave me a crazy look and a lustful grin. I shivered, terrified. I didn’t know what they would do but I knew I would never like it.
“ Well, lets see how good and tight she is, shall we?” the man said and began to walk towards me. I tried to move away from him but hands grabbed my shoulder and pressed me down, hard to the ground. He came towards me and took his pants off. It was skinny and long and dirty. didn’t want to look at it for much longer. Unfortunately, I took these words back when he pulled my legs and parted them. I was still a virgin. I was terrified, not wanting this at all. Sister wolf growled somewhere in my mind but I locked her up and away, I couldn’t let her get hurt. And then I felt the most terrible pain that I would only feel once in my lifetime. The pain was something that was torturous and awful, something I never wanted to feel in my life. I felt the man groan as I screamed in agony. I could do nothing but scream and try not to wriggle…..
The rabid wolf was biting me, eating my blood and making new scars on my back. I let it, knowing that if I struggled, I would ignite his animal instances and kill me. His claws dug in deep into my back. I only gasped. Master had whipped me before this so my skin was raw but I wouldn’t give any of them the satisfaction to hear me scream, not ever again would give them that satisfaction. So I took it, and let the pain consume me and distract me from everything else, letting it take me somewhere else but here…
Out, out, out, out, out, out, out, out, now, now, now, now, now. I wanted out, now. I was filled with fury and revenge and hatred. I wanted out now. Escape, escape, escape, escape, escape, escape,escape. I wanted to escape now. Sister wolf was tired of sting in the sidelines and she was full of anger and pain. I didn’t let her protect me but soon, very soon, I would let her take over. I would let her lead the way away from here, and into freedom. I just had to bide my time. Soon, soon, soon, soon, soon, soon, soon, soon….

I wanted out now. But this time, I couldn’t. My blood was spilling out of my body and mixing with the fire and wood and salt around me. And then the silver knife was gone. I could still feel where it had touched my skin. Slowly, my skin was heeling but it wasn’t fast enough. Blood spilled and I felt the worms begin to move. I gasped at how they were trying to get away from the gaping hole that was made. I felt Meave’s magic keeping the cut open and trying to pull the demons out but all that did was make them move out of her magical reach. I gasped at how much the demons were moving. I didn’t know how long I could take this but I knew that it wouldn’t be long until I could take it no longer.
And just as I thought that, the pain stopped, The demons stopped moving and the witch stopped chanting. I could still feel the silver in my system but it was slowly heeling back. I looked up at the woman who had tortured me for this long. She looked exhausted. Her hair was a mess and her forehead was shiny, full of