Tasting Darkness

Read Taming Darkness By Jessica Hall Book 3 Chapter 37 – Some of the braver ones even dared to attack me, but a few of my feathers stopped those thoughts. Once my mother didn’t appear, and realized she was dead, the power hunters were overcome with fear and tried to escape.

The Harmony-Fae weren’t about to let that happen. They tore them to shreds with their own magic.

My mates were getting closer. I could feel Darius’ magic hovering in the air, the darkness of it called to me to bring back the shadows I had grown to love. I needed them, to see them, touch them, just be with them.

As I rounded the side of the house and my heart sk*pped a beat. There they all were.

One of the hunters ran away from the Harmony-Fae and tried their luck with attacking Darius from the back. Lycus grabbed him with one hand and with his hands turned to claws, he ripped into the man, shredding or*ans and pulling him apart.

Kalen was holding his own, a newfound sense of purpose hovering over him as he flanked Tobias.

Most of the power hunters were dead, their bodies ripped to shreds, or smoking piles of ash until none were left. If anyone did get out, it wouldn’t be for long. The council would track them down and each would be punished for their crimes.

The moment Darius turned and saw me, I leaped into his arms, almost knocking him over. Kalen and Tobias huddled close, and the cracking of bones let me know that Lycus had shifted back as he joined us.

swirling almost out of control. “You never left,” he whispered. I peppered his

eyes. “I made you a

battle ending, surveying the aftermath after we’d taken care of most of the danger. Many of them stared in open-faced shock at the sheer

before digging into my pocket and pulling out the vials that revealed how

second, but recognition sparked, and his eyes widened before he stared at me. “You were always the

and now I was going to be able to enjoy my mates and raise our children without fear of

looked at the old house which was an exact replica of the house I grew up in. A house that should no longer exist. So I waited for them to finish

I had witnessed before in my mate’s memories, Tobias’s to be exact. The man stopped in

so angry, and felt so much bigger than he

Tobias’s memories, I only

drapes his arm across my shoulders and tuck me closer. “Are you finished inside?” Tobias asks, not

to tug me away when his father

see he is glaring at the man with so much hatred I knew he wanted to kill him. “You could have been King.” Tobias stops. “You are

Thomas,” “Now you have her, you could retake your place. Become the King you’re supposed to