Chapter 25
Two Days Later…
Blackness and the sound of roaring thunder surrounded him. His head was racing, sweat poured from his body. He looked around him, there was nothing but darkness. His legs burned from exshaustion. He had been running for what seemed like days, looking…searching for her. His eyes continued to scan the never ending darkness as the sound of thunder grew louder, in the background lighting parted the dark sky.
He had to find her. If he didn’t she would be lost to him forever, but his body was tired, his legs were weak about to give out from under him.
Where are you?
Then he saw it, the bright blinding light, his legs worked at their own accord taking him through the darkness faster than he thought his tried body could go.
She’s there. His mind screamed as he raced towards the light. The brightness of the light continued to grow brighter then finally it started to dull and take form. He stopped dead in his tracks a few feet away. His eyes stayed glued to the feminine form that started to appear. As she solidified before him he wanted to drop down to his knees and cry, scream with joy. His heart stopped as she finally appeared completely and fully before him.
“Radien.”
Her voice was music to his ears. It had been so long since her had last heard her voice. His head was empty without her.
“My beauty.” He couldn’t move as his eyes followed her graceful steps toward him. She stole his breath with her beauty. She was even more beautiful than the last time he had seen her, in her strapless red dress. It complimented her skin tone and the slit that exposed her thick thighs to him with every step she took made him rock hard. The up sweep of her hair left her neck exposed; he could see his head buried in her neck breathing in her scent.
“Radien.” She had finally reached him and her hand cupped his face. He flinched at the unexpected coldness of her touch…something was wrong. Her hands were ice cold and her skin was too pale.
“My beauty…” He pulled her into his body and he shivered. His panic reached an all time high as he stared into her dull eyes. There was no light in her eyes, they were almost lifeless…she was so cold.
“You’re so warm.” Her teeth chattered. “I’m so cold.” She shivered and wrapped herself into him.
He held her tightly, his hand holding the back of her head as he hoped his heat would warm her. He didn’t know what was going on, she shouldn’t be this cold. He needed to warm her. He didn’t need her freezing to death…
Death. The word crashed against the walls of his mind…But she couldn’t be dead…right? If she was there was no way he could touch her like this even if he was in the dream realm.
“Sit. Let me take care of you.” He eased her down into the darkness. As they sat down the darkness and thunder gave way to a moonlit night sky and the beach they first met on.
The wind whipped around them and he felt chills spread over her arms. Quickly he wrapped her cold body in his arms.
“I’ve missed you.” She whispered into his chest.
“I have missed you as well.” Missed her was an understatement. He was empty without her, lost even. “Where are you?” He held her tighter. “Help me find you.”
“I don’t know…all I know is the cold.”
He looked down at her, her teeth shattered and her lips had turned blue.
“Melody.” His voice cracked a little.
“You have to find me…Radien you have to wake up.” Her voice was barely above a whisper.
“I will find you.”
“I’m scared…I don’t want to leave you.”
He was scared too, terrified actually but he wasn’t going to let that stop him “I don’t want to leave you either.”
She gave him a weak smile and then laid her head back on his chest as he stared out at the ocean.
“I’m so cold.” Her voice was faint.
He looked down at her and saw her body fading, and then just like that she was gone. Leaving him alone and empty as the darkness returned. The roaring of the thunder and lightning grew even louder.
He bellowed into the darkness, he needed to wake up, to find her. To save her…
Black Forest (Neither World)
Sofaria ran through the thick trees of the forest that surround Iraon’s lair. She needed to feel the freedom of running to clear her head. For the last few days all that consumed her mind was the image of Kelly laying lifeless on the floor. Ever since that night she had been thinking of every way she could to kill Aprophis.
Just thinking of him made her snarl and her body fill with rage. She was going to rip his body apart with her bare teeth…All she needed was for Iraon to tell her where he was keeping the disgusting creature, but every time she approached him about it he would laugh. He and that dead looking woman he had following him around would look at her as if she was stupid or ignored her like she didn’t exist.
She hated that woman. There was something arrogant and obnoxious about her. Sofaria would have been torn her throat out but something inside her warned her that trying to do so would be the last thing she ever did. So she left it alone…for now anyway.
But as for Iraon she liked him. He was pure evil and darkness but knowing that only seemed to draw her to him even more. When he looked at her it set fire to her body.
Her legs pushed her faster through the woods as her arousal grew.
She wondered how he would be. She knew he would be rough, maybe even hurt her but she still wanted him. She would enjoy it she knew she would, she would…
The faint smell of old blood hit her snouts. She skidded to a halt taking in the smell. She scanned the woods. Being that her breed senses were a hundred times stronger than that of a human it allowed her to focus on the origin of the smell. It came from the west side of the woods, that darkest side of the woods. She took off running in that direction. The closer she got the more familiar the scent became.
Her legs pushed her faster as she chased the scent through the darkness of the woods. She ran until she came to an opening that looked like an opening to a cave. Changing back into her human form, she covered herself in a t-shirt and a pair of jeans as she carefully crept towards the opening. Through her senses she took in the quiet of the darkness and the scent of both fresh and stale blood.
Still following the smell of blood she walked through the cave until she saw in the distance in front of her a door with light coming from it. She approached the door. Her heart was pounding so hard she could hear it in her head along with her own breath.
What is this? She thought as she gripped the door by its rusty handle and shoved it open. The door heavyly rusted making her use extra force to open it.Once she had cracked the old door open enough she peered into the room, it looked like a simple dungeon except for the huge cage that and it’s dying occupant whose blood had lead her here.
Melody…? She couldn’t believe what she had walked into. Dread built up inside of her as she grew closer to the cage. She paid no attention to the sound or the feeling of decaying skulls cracking under her bare feet as she neared the cage. Then she felt her heart stop as she looked into the cage.
“Melody.” Sofaria stood in front of the thick bars of the cage, staring at the female hound in front of her. The poor creature was barely alive. Bending down she examined the hound in front of her, she could see that the once white fur was now caked and covered by blood. It’s breathing shallow. The continuous smell of fresh blood drew her attention to the small flow of blood that was coming from the cage.
She wanted to weep for the woman. She remembered all too well the kind of physical pain she was suffering, how Aprophis would beat her until she was almost dead, thinking about that made her blood boil for her own revenge.
“Melody” She sadly sighed hoping to get some type of response. But only her ears twitched, other than that the hound was unresponsive.
“I’m good at capturing animals aren’t I?”
She jumped at the sound of Iraon’s dark voice behind her. Standing up she turned to face him. As she looked at him once again she could feel the darkness that surrounded him and it never ceased to draw her. So much so that she didn’t completely register what he had just said.
“She’s a beautiful creature.” He spoke as he stared past Sofaria, into the cage. “She put up quite a fight.” He mused as his gaze finally locked onto hers, sending dark chills down her body. Slowly he started to circle her and the cage “I didn’t expect her to fight as hard as she did, Especially for her first transformation…I was impressed.”
Obviously. Sofaria thought darkly as she continued to watch him when he stood across from her, the cage separating them as mix of emotions croused through her. She watched him closely, his body tense as his eyes focused on the hound in the cage. Sofaria didn’t have to be a mind reader to know that the wheels in Iraon’s head where turning, she only wondered what devastation would lay in its wake after it was all said and done.
In watching him with the female she realized something she hadn’t noticed before. Why was she still in her hound form? Sofaria thought. This was bad, seriously bad. If she didn’t turn back into her human form and heal she was going to bleed out before long.
“Don’t worry pet. I can’t let her die…I have plans for her.” Something flashed in his black eyes as he walked around the cage, kneeling down Iraon stared long and hard into her eyes. “Having her with me will torture Radien worse than her being dead…no doubt he will come looking for her soon.” Iraon mused as he reached his hand into the cage and patted her fur. “We are going to have a lot of fun.” Iraon then whispered into her ears.
If Sofaria hadn’t known any better she would have sworn a low growl echoed from the hound. With a dark and low chuckle Iraon snapped his fingers and in a cloud of black smoke the beaten down hound turned into the female Sofaria recognized. She stared at her lying naked in the cage, the last sense of morals she had made her cover the broken body in a black sheet.
“How sweet of you” Iraon laughed as he rose up from his kneeling position, he approached her with dark intent. The darkness that emitted from him made her want to shrink back into herself yet at the same time made her want to strip him of his clothes and have her way with him.
“Such a dirty mind you have, Sofaria.” He whispered into her ear now that he was face to face with her. His hot body pressed into hers and his warm breath making goose bumps break out across her neck. When he backed about an inch away from her the dark arousal she saw in him made her shiver; he called forth her darkest desires.
Focus. She told herself. Blinking several times she regained some of her composure and once again her gaze went to the woman in the cage. She couldn’t leave her like that. She owed it to the female to help her especially after what happened with Kelly.
“Don’t go and get any ideas…” She felt the back of his knuckles trace her jaw line. Nervous she refocused her gaze on him. “I would hate to kill you.” Next she felt the tips of his fingers run down her neck and she made the mistake of closing her eyes to savor his touch.
His touch sent a fire she had never known through her body and she would have moaned from the sensation if Iraon’s hand wasn’t suddenly wrapped around her throat, slowly crushing her windpipe. Quickly she gripped his hands with her own in an effort to free herself, but it was useless. She struggled for air but it didn’t matter how strong she was or how hard she fought he was much more powerful than her and with her renewed rage she was fueling his powers she could not break free. By her neck he picked her off the ground, her feet kicking in the air. Her eyes, widened in panic, locked onto his expressionless face. His coal colored eyes promised death should she do anything to interfere with his plans.
With the continuous loss of oxygen to her brain she was began to feel dizzy, her vision blurred, and her struggles were became less and less. At that moment she wished she could rip out his throats and them for breakfast.
“I love it when you think about ripping my flesh apart.” His hand still cutting off her air he pulled her face to face with him. “It seriously turns me on.” The next moment Sofaria felt herself being thrown to the floor. She laid there for a moment dragging air into her body. When she looked up again Iraon was gone.
Gathering herself, she rubbed her bruised throat and pushed herself from the floor. She cautiously walked back to the cage. Thinking about the kind of pain this female must have endured at the hands of Iraon made Sofaria’s heart weep for her own suffering. She even cringed at the brutality that her body had gone through. Seeing her in her human form wasn’t much better than seeing her in her hound form. Her long hair was matted to her head from the blood that had soaked into it; some of which came off on Sofaria’s hand as she touched a few loose strands that hung on the outside of the cage. The smell of dried blood and ruined flesh bounced off the stoned walls of the dungeon.
Using her powers she tried to stop as much of the bleeding at she could "which wasn’t much- but it took an ample amount of her powers to heal what she could. Now she was bruised and exhausted but she refused rest. The female needed help and if she didn’t do something the female would die, that she couldn’t allow. She rose to her feet with her mind set she went to find the one person she knew would help her…
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