Fighting by Anaya Phoenix (sci fi books to read .TXT) 📖

the bond between you grow like a hearty fire and never dwindle.” My father spoke, his voice booming and I’d be dammed if I didn’t listen. I felt the mate bond click and connect within them, I felt closer to Ander, seeing as he was apart of the England pack and we had just merged them officially with a mating. I smiled as they kissed and the room cheered, I teared up when Anna looked at me and squealed excitedly. We had been close, but now we were sisters. Then, the little cheeky cunt, pointed to her hip bone and mouthed ‘right here’. I narrowed my eyes before understanding that’s where she planned on letting him mark her. With a snort I turned into my mate and hugged him tightly before moving around him. I desperately needed sleep.

 

 

 

     They had let me go peacefully, thank God. I didn’t want to be a burden anymore than they wanted me to be. I peeled off the pants and my shirt, wincing when it hit the dirt knowing I would never wear those clothes again unless there was another mating; which I was sure there wasn’t. I crawled into my bed, burrowing my head under the pillow and not caring that I wasn’t covered by a comforter. I was safe. People knew I was tired, and to advance me and try to fight would be committing suicide on their end. With the deepest of sighs I closed my eyes and let my body relax, tensing up as I heard a soft sound. It was the sound of someone trying not to be heard and, with the deepest growl I’ve ever made, I got up and faced them. I brandished my elemental sword and held it in one hand, the other a fist full of magick ready to punch whoever it was in the fucking face. Libby stood there holding a small broad sword in her hand and her face set.

“God Libby, I almost killed you!” I said but my body didn’t relax, something was wrong. I looked at her then, really, and growled low in my throat.

“Whoever it is that has control of my sister, know that you won’t make it out of this alive.”

“You won’t harm your pretty little sister, that’s why I picked her. She’s your nice little soft spot, and she is quite soft.” I stepped off the bed slowly, keeping a firm grip on my sword and working hard to keep my magick from lashing out and killing something. Libby-who-wasn’t-there stared at me with the smallest smirk, the gleam in her eyes evil and full of malicious intent.

“Let her go demon, I’ve made a truce with your kin there’s not a need for this between us.”

“I like how you speak as if you’re in some sort of position to barter with me. I’m inside her, dummy. Are you going to harm your sweet little baby sister?” It said mockingly, smiling and cocking it’s head at me. I sent out a warning signal to the victors and stood up slowly, willing my element to go away and fighting against my magick to make it go away.

“Drop your weapon, demon.” Libby twisted the sword in one hand, making it slice through the air so I could hear how sharp it was.

“I don’t think I will. I know you’re fast and I’m not stupid. This is the only insurance I have that you won’t snap and kill your little sister… well, at least not before I do.” Then the demon grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands and pointed it at Libby’s stomach. I swallowed as my blood ran cold and I fought to stay standing.

“Why are you here, demon?” Leo asked and I thanked him, I doubted I could continue to talk.

“I’m just here to talk, is all.” Libby’s lip perked up and Leo growled. Filly and Ursula ran in behind me, careful not to do anything too quietly.

“That sword is saying otherwise. How’d you get past our magick barrier?” Ursula asked, barely spitting it at her.

“That old thing? I have my ways, and I’ve gotten through things twice as powerful before. I’m here on official business.” Libby says lightly, her eyes rarely leaving mine.

“What business does the underworld have here? I only let a few of you in and that was because they were magick bound.” My voice was getting rougher, I was becoming too angry too fast.

“The baby demon business is no business of mine. I’m here under contract.” Filly choked on a gasp and Leo’s fist clenched.

“What contract do you have that would include you coming here?”

“It’s simple really.” She looked to me then, something scary glinting in her eyes.

“I’m on contract to kill the Red Luna and ensure this war doesn’t happen.” I laughed in shock before her words hit me. Everyone looked to me and I saw the wariness that was in their eyes. They didn’t know what I was going to do, but neither did I.

“You’ve come to kill me.” I took one step forward, for once not trying to banish the rage but taking hold of it.

“You’ve come to kill me, and you decided the best way to do that is when I’m exhausted and my body is so close to going into panic mode. You’ve decided the best way to do that is to take possession of my youngest sister, my most vulnerable sister, and threaten her life. You’ve decided the best way to do that is to piss me off?” I stepped closer until my tummy was pressed against the butt of the hilt. Her eyes looked at me, steadily and never once flashing in fear.

“Not my best plan, I’ll admit. But I didn’t have all that much time. Just about a month, I’d gather. Better to get it done faster than wait until it’s closer to war time and you’re all on edge.”

“Hmm.” Was all I said before not talking anymore. My rage had soaked into my muscles and I greeted it, my heart was beating fast and my wolf practically begged to come out. I wouldn’t let her out, this was between me and my sister. This was my fight, and I’d fight it. In motions too fast for a human to track I punched her in the face twice, disorienting and grabbed her fists, breaking all the fingers so she could no longer hold the sword. I grabbed it and kicked her in the stomach, making her fall with an ‘oomph’. I aimed the sword at her throat and stood over her, staring her directly in her eyes.

“The problem about killing me is that, that’s impossible. Especially when I’m pissed. I’m quite a fighter, even more so when my family is threatened. So, how about, you go back to whoever you make that contract with and burn in the pits of hell because otherwise you’ll have your hands tied. Literally.” I said softly, never raising my voice or skipping a word. Libby laughed once and then twice before I crouched down too quickly and had the edge of the sword against her neck.

“I can bring my sister back, demon. I could do it by force, which just means your actual body would come up here and then the whole shifter population would be able to feed off of your carcass for strength until this war comes. Or you can leave peacefully and never come back. Next time, it won’t be me. You’ll piss one of us off and, between me and you, I’m the nicest of the whole gang when it comes to you lot.” I grabbed her hair tight and lifted her head up, cutting into the skin of her neck and moving my face closer.

“You’ve got five seconds to decide before I pull my magick out.” There was genuine fear in the demon’s eyes but I saw something that sent a sick shiver of glee through my body; determination. The demon would fight me, and some sick part of me wanted the fight, craved it. Throwing the sword to Leo, who caught it effortlessly, and lifted Libby by her hair. I infused magick through my body until it flowed through my hands and into her body and slightly winced as my sister screamed in pure rage and agony. It had to be done and when it was over I’d make sure the demon paid for it. With her mouth open, black smoke rose from it and her nostrils to leak to the floor and start to form a shape. I kept my eyes on Libby though, needing to know she’d be OK after this. I needed to know I was doing the right thing. When the last of the smoke poured and only my sister was left I held her against my body and handed her to Ursula, who quickly left with Filly to heal her. Being host for a demon wasn’t easy, it was hell on the body in fact and led to a not so fun exorcism if the demon held on too tightly.

      I turned toward the demon, whose body was just starting to come together and let the magick fall but held on to the rage. I couldn’t beat a demon with just me and my wolf, especially one that had so easily broken through a magick seal it had no business breaking through. The smoke slowly disappeared, flowing into the mouth of a tanned face. The demon was naked and that allowed me to see the ancient magick that had been etched into his skin, magick that allowed him to cross whatever barrier he wanted to and magick that he used quite often. His torso and legs were muscled and thick, leading to a powerful neck and the strongest jawline I’d ever seen. The last of the smoke entered his mouth and he closed it, his eyes snapping opening and the shocking black of them faded to a bright emerald green.

“I don’t know your name, demon, and I don’t care to know it. As much as I would love to seal your ass down there by using it, I don’t think my patience will allow me to just not kill you. Because I’m just itching to be coated from head to toe in your blood.” I stared at him, daring him to make the first move. His mouth tilted up in a smirk and I snarled, letting the tight grip I had on my wolf go.

“I’m here to finish a job-“I summoned my elemental weapon and, with a speed I was quite proud of, sliced him across his abdomen. It was deep enough so that the tiniest sliver of his intestines came out and I smiled in pride. He gasped and grabbed the cut, his eyes flashing to black.

“You want to fight, puppy? Let’s fight.”  Exhaustion slowly crept up on me and I knew that I wouldn’t have long to salvage this before it got ugly. Steeling myself I took a fighting stance, breaking my elemental into two tiny kitana and holding them up in my fists. I felt Leo gear up next to me and fought back the groan. I didn’t need a full blown fight in my room that often lead to furniture being broken and I wouldn’t give the gods something else to hold over my head. The demon rolled its shoulders, cracking its neck, as its hand moved away from the open wound that was just a bloody scar. Without warning Leo charged, throwing sticks of rock into the demons chest before jumping up and grabbing the demons neck with his legs and bringing him down. With the smallest snarl I ran forward, slamming broth my kitana into his back muscles, tearing up until I hit bone and hefting him up.

“Mason!” I howled, shaking off the tendrils of total and complete exhaustion that was quickly falling. Mason quickly appeared next to me, assessing and taking action he grabbed the demons head and twisted hard, yanking it