Tasting Darkness

Chapter 68

Chapter 68

Darius growled, and the man just stared through the windshield at us for a second before walking off and watching us leave. I shook my head and turned to Darius, who was watching the man in the rear vision mirror. “I need to get you home,” he muttered.

“Gosh, he came out of nowhere,”

“They always do,” Darius muttered, and I peered over at him, wondering what he meant. He never elaborated on his words but kept glancing in all the mirrors as he drove. Finishing my chocolate bar, I pouted, and Darius laughed.

“I got you more in the bag in the boot,” Darius chuckled. We were about 10 minutes from home and had been driving on a backroad for about five minutes already.

“Maybe Lycus was right about that one,” I said before suddenly everything exploded and I was tossed forward in my seat. One minute we were driving the next, we drove into a wall.

The front of the car smashed into a shield. The windows exploded on impact, and I remembered the sound of groaning metal and felt the glass rain shards into my face before everything went black.

trickled down my face a

kept trying to wake him, but he was knocked out and

at what we ran into, but

I pulled him out, dragging him to the side of the road to a small clearing amongst the trees before fumbling in his pockets for his phone. When a thought came to

I heard a whooshing noise and lots of them. Blinking, I tried to clear my vision. The shimmer of portals glistened in the distance, blobs of black spilling out. A gasp escaped when I heard the snarls, and my head twisted each way

drew closer, trying to wake him. Darius groaned, and they got about 20 feet away. I panicked, crawling

sharp teeth and massive claws leaping our way. Darius’s magic slammed into me like a tidal wave, stealing the air from my lungs. It was so cold, like

myself away, unable to consume anymore. A scream tore out of me as four of them pounced about to rip us to pieces. My ears rang from the loudness as I tossed my

past it when I pushed the walls higher, creating a crystal clear dome around us. Their massive bodies collided with it. Trying to break through i t. Each hit weakened me as I tried to hold it in

it in place; everything ached and cramped at the amount of exertion

and the hellhounds snarled louder. The trickling sensation running down my face told me I wouldn’t hold it

soon, I was going to pass out from using so much magic at once, yet they kept tearing into the vines, ripping them down as quickly as I replaced them.  The magic it burned t o hold them started running low and faltering when I felt warm hands grip my waist and move under my shirt to my ribs. My eyes flew open to see Darius staring at me wide-eyed at me, his obsidian eyes watching

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