Novel Storm
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Rain pov. Morgan's eyes close and when they open again, they're glowing a bright yellow. I release the hold I have on her as Luca pulls me backward and up into the air with him just in time to get out of the way as the furniture in the room gets thrown
out of the glass wall that's again shattered into pieces. Inside the empty room Benjamin is suspended in the air and the unknown man, who I'm guessing is her father, is thrown against the wall and kept there by some force coming from Morgan herself. Isa looks like she's in pain with the strange way her wings are bent and the only people that's not touched by any of what's going on in the room is Luca and me. It doesn't stay that way for long as I'm ripped out of Luca's grip and the Fairie screams out in agony. I land on my feet in the corner of the room and some kind of bubble appears around me as I stand and witness the chaos in the room.
"Magnus, do something." Benjamin yells at the dark-haired man who looks like he's struggling to free himself from the wall. "Magnus!"
"I'm trying! She's stronger than I thought she would be. Her magic is new. Untamed. I can't do anything unless she lets me in." He sounds frustrated, groaning against the force keeping him tied to the wall.
"Rain." Isa grinds out, clearly in pain. "Get her to calm down." The Fairie forces the words out, but I have no idea how I'm supposed to do that. I look over at Luca whose wings are also bent in an unnatural shape, but he seems to have it worse than Isa, small whimpers leaving his mouth as tears run freely down his cheeks.
"Rain, please try and get her attention, pup." Benjamin pleads just as something spins him in the air, and then slams him against the wall. I hear an audible crack, and the vampire screams out in agony. I look at Morgan in shock, stepping out of my corner, finding the bubble following me.
I walk over to her, going to stand in front of her and carefully lifting my hand to her cheek. She leans into my touch, her eyes flickering from yellow to brown, but they ultimately stay on the yellow and everything around us stays as it is. I look at Benjamin whose eyes are pleading with me, so I step closer to Morgan and lift her face to mine.
"Little human." I call her the nickname I didn't think I could call her anymore, and her eyes focus on me, sharp yellow ones looking at me like she can see through to my soul.
Maybe I can help. Remi muses from the back of my mind and I don't argue as he rises to the surface. I feel my eyes shift as he takes control of my body and watch with bated breath as he just stares at her for a minute, not caring about the suffering creatures around us.
"You can kill them if you want." The wolf tells her, and I rush to take control, but he blocks me. Panic rises inside of me at his actions, but I can't do anything unless he gives me back control. "Slaughter them for the pain they're putting you through. For the change they're forcing onto you. I won't blame you, my little mate." He cups the back of her neck, and she melts into him, her eyes glowing with pleasure. "Or you can let them go and allow them to cower at the sight of you. You've shown them you're the boss. Proven they can't control you, but it'll only work if you can control yourself. You're stronger than all of them. Don't let them turn you into something you're not." He presses his fingers to the base of her neck, and she shivers.
He gives me back control just as her eyes close and she faints into my arms, releasing everyone from their positions. I cradle her unconscious body close to my chest as Luca flutters down to the ground, tucking his wings close to his body and Isa does the same. Benjamin sits against the wall, not moving from his spot as I hear his bones straighten themselves. The dark-haired man looks around the room in awe before his gaze settles on Morgan and I growl a warning at him. "I'm not going to hurt her." He holds up his hands as he comes closer.
"Magnus." Isa warns and he looks over at the Fairie in annoyance. "You're not the one who almost had their wings broken off from their backs. Leave well enough alone and let the girl rest. You'll have plenty of time to test the bounds of her magic when she wakes up and gives you consent." She looks pissed but her wings stay put, not fluttering like they usually are, and I realize just how much damage Morgan must have done to them.
"Why wasn't he hurt?" Luca asks and Benjamin lets out a dry chuckle.This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.
"Do you honestly believe she would ever hurt Rain? She's mated to him. Something in her knows this, even when her magic is in complete control of her, it recognizes that he's not to be harmed." The vampire explains.
"You should have stayed away." Luca mutters, glaring at Magnus who's still looking at my mate, causing me to growl out another warning.
"No, I should have never left her. The magic I just saw in her is not even compared to the little bit I sensed she had as a baby. Instead of locking it away in her I should have taken her with me and helped her control it." He looks regretful. "It's going to control her if she doesn't control it." His words make fear rise inside of me as I look down at the sleeping woman in my arms.
"So, what do we do now?" I ask, looking back at Magnus.
"Now, we wait and see if she's strong enough to fight against herself." He mutters and dread settles over the room as we all stare at Morgan.
"She'll need a bed." I mutter and our room appears as it was, before she destroyed it. I don't even bother to thank whoever did it as I lift her and carry her to the bed, tucking her into the middle before shifting into m wolf and laying down next to her.
"Is he always this protective of her?" Magnus asks and I growl at him. "This is going to get annoying." He mutters, looking bored at my glare.
"You better start thinking about treating her with the respect she deserves, Magnus. If she does manage to overpower her magic and wakes up from her coma you're in for a world of trouble." Isa warns and while I just want to get up and take care of the stranger myself, I won't leave Morgan's side to fight him at this moment. Instead, I nudge her gently with my snout, whining low in my throat as I beg my little human, my mate, to wake up and run her hand through my fur again.