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.

roof lining. Blood trickled down my face a s I tried to see what had happened when I noticed

out and bleeding profusely. I unclipped his seat belt worried about a car slamming into us, and he fell from his seat with a groan. The smell of

what we ran into, but I found nothing besides

the trees before fumbling in his pockets for his phone. When a thought came to me. I could run! Yet as I looked at Darius unconscious and thought of the others back home, I dismissed the idea before clutching my head that felt like someone smashed it

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 to see around twenty different portals

what they were. Hellhounds. They charged at us; I screarned, shaking Darius as they drew closer, trying to wake him. Darius groaned,

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 ice, as I consumed it, taking

of me as four of them pounced about to rip us to pieces. My ears rang from the loudness as I tossed my hands out, slamming them on the ground

walls higher, creating a crystal clear dome around us. Their massive

off my face as I tried to hold it in place; everything ached and cramped at the amount of exertion it took on me. Digging my hands into

down my face told me I wouldn’t hold it much longer when m y nose started bleeding, my blood

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

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