Tasting Darkness

Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

Aleera POV

 

If there was one thing I was good at, it was running. Six years I had been running from them, ever since my magic fully manifested. Running from my mates, from the world, and a future I never agreed to or wanted. But I was also running out of choices as I turned up yet another alleyway as I tried to lose the monsters hunting me.

Their heavy footfalls on the ground behind me were getting closer, and I knew they would force me to make a choice. My magic was getting low, my reserves depleting. I tried not to use it because I came closer to running out every time I did.

 

Once a Fae runs out of magic, we are essentially human. Being human is dangerous in this world. Predators would pick you off in a heartbeat. I could hear the snarling beasts as they chased me down, getting closer with each step while I was getting weaker.

I knew there was only one way out of this. One way I would get to live another day was by setting off a flare off of my magic to them. All I had to do was alert them of my location and pray they would come and didn’t ignore it like I had ignored their calls for years.

Growls tore out behind me, and I heard one knock something over as it gave chase, feel its aura as it tried to gain on me, yet adrenaline kept my feet moving despite wanting nothing more than to pass out, yet I fought the urge to give in and accept my fate. I glanced down at my hands, my magic fizzling in my fingertips as I sought another way to lose them. Yet there was no other option.

 

I had avoided setting it off my mark for six years. But with my magic running this low, I had no other choice. Either alert them to where I am or be killed by what is chasing me. One thing I knew was they wouldn’t kill me; they would come for me. But would I be any better off if they did?

shared with their other mates. That’s how we remain strongest, and I was the link to all of them. I was the power keeper, yet somehow they found a way without me. I could feel their power, constantly searching for me, trying to draw me nearer and

 

that was the worst time to

twisted my wrist, letting my magic flow from my fingertips, and blasted one and made it explode, hoping to slow them down

in the world. As long as we had magic and our mate, it turns out I have four, and not one of them was a good

to belong to those Savage men. My mates are the ones responsible for my parents’ deaths. They tore my house apart and tore my heart from my chest the day Darius killed them. Then

just had to pray they would have mercy on me when

another darkened street. I heard the howls in the distance as more joined the chase. Shifters could smell a Fae easily; they could smell the power in my veins even as weak as mine is right now. I knew I should never have tried to get into the

wasn’t worth the energy it would burn with me using magic. One

year was all I had left to find a human community to hide in and maybe live without fear of them finding me. Instead, here I am being hunted by werewolves and god knows what else through a city

looked around for another escape. There was no getaway. I didn’t find any. That is when I realized they had herded me here, and now I was cornered and about to be torn apart all because I stepped into

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