Shifted Fate by Alicia S.Rivers

Chapter 486

The bees swarmed me. I was the new threat. They would kill me first and then move on to Rick. Or so they thought. I kept swinging. The hive was still paper thin, so each swing took out a section. But I was taking sting after sting.

My body was on fire. I felt like my skin was melting from my bones. Each sting was a new ember on the pyre that was my broken, exhausted body. But still I kept swinging. I heard howls off in the distance, but it was the screams that would haunt me for years to come. I thought it was the wolves at first, but then I realized whose screams ripped through the air.

They were my screams.

The buzzing from the bees had morphed into a windstorm, but it was my screams that shook the trees. My screams that darkened the sky. My screams that sounded like the humans idea of hell. My screams echoed around the forest, and bounced off the trees back to me, creating this echoing chamber of terror and desperation.

I was being tortured, but I couldn't stop. If I stopped, Rick died. And I couldn't let down his little girl. Her face was the only thing that kept me swinging. Tiny larva were falling like acorns around me as I attacked the hive. Their tiny bodies hitting the ground sounded like a soft rain. The bees kept stinging; I kept swinging until I saw her.

The queen.

long as my middle finger. Her wings looked too weak to hold her up, thank the goddess. She vibrated angrily at me as I took aim. I swung the stick, and I was stung ten times at once. I dropped to my knees. My blood had turned to molten metal

was like a match. It ignited the surrounding air. My body, my magic, my life had whittled down to the white hot pain. My skin must have burned away, leaving the muscle open because

much power I can take in. screamed again as a bee stung me in the eye. I had thought I knew pain, but that one

only scream.

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see a tired Nix, weltedand limping at the edge of the clearing through the gaps between the bees. Megan, I could only assume, was still running with Rick's wolf. I couldn't tell.

for a second. My wolves were in pain. Nix caught

screamed at me.

More bees found a bit of flesh to sting me. But the pain was starting to dissipate. It was as if my body was stripped bare, nerves burned

anything." Nix called to me could see her wince at every sting, but she was able to stand still, and I didn't see how. She must have seen