Series: The Un Series by Izzy Sweet
Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 109192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 546(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 546(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
Anger radiates off the entire family, filling the garage with a malevolent energy. Every brother is pissed and ready to kill on Alena’s behalf.
You don’t hurt one of our women. Period.
They are to be treasured, spoiled, pampered, and protected.
Nodding her head in agreement, Alena looks like she’s about to start crying at any second.
Turning away from everyone, she fiddles with the hem of her shirt.
“He spit on me. I need to go clean up,” she chokes out before running from the garage.
She’s not running because she doesn’t want to see us kill Jeffrey.
She’s running because she’s so overwhelmed by everyone’s anger on her behalf, she doesn’t know how to handle it.
Caden starts repeatedly kicking Jeffrey in the spine. “This is for hurting my little sis!”
Still gripping the crowbar, Andrei walks up to Jeffrey and brings it down viciously across his ribs. “Piece of shit.”
Emotions running high, everyone wants to take a crack at the hunter. Even if they don’t know the full picture, what Alena said was enough to start a fire.
Our soulmarks are rare and precious to us.
You don’t fuck with them and get away with it.
Matthias kicks Jeffrey hard in the knees, busting both kneecaps. “What Caden said.”
Even Kian, who has only spent minutes in Alena’s presence, punches Jeffrey in the throat. “Fucker.”
Asher walks forward and my brothers fall back.
Gurgling on his own blood, Jeffrey tries to curl up in a ball to protect himself, but he’s still chained and can’t do shit.
Face a stoic mask, Asher simply stares down at Jeffrey for a few long seconds. Then he uses the toe of his shoe to nudge Jeffrey until he’s lying flat on his back.
Asher grins viciously. “Guess I’ll join the party.” He slams his foot down, right on top of Jeffrey’s balls, and crushes them beneath his heel. “This is for hurting my daughter.”
We all hear the pops of Jeffrey’s balls bursting and cringe.
Drifting forward, her eyes shining with rage, Chloe spits in Jeffrey’s face. “You will be the one who burns in Hell!”
When Asher steps back, I finally approach. Kneeling down in front of the hunter, I take in all his injuries.
He’s clinging to consciousness. The beating caused some serious internal damage.
But I can hear his body working to repair itself. His blood rushing through his veins like a vampire’s would.
“He has that prophet’s blood inside him,” I remind everyone. Then I place my hands on both sides of the hunter’s head. “Only one way to make sure this fucker dies for good.”
Asher nods at me.
“Any last prayers, Order boy?” I ask Jeffrey.
“His army marches as we speak,” he slurs between his bloody lips.
Twisting Jeffrey’s head all the way around, I hear everything in his neck crunching and snapping.
Then I rip his head off his shoulders.
A fountain of blood erupts from his torso, and I quickly step back.
I don’t want any of that diseased shit getting on me.
Dropping the decapitated head next to the corpse, I look at Caden. “Burn this motherfucker to cinders. Then we’ll separate his remains into four lead boxes and drop them in different parts of the ocean.”
“Sounds good to me,” Caden says. “No one fucks with my sister and gets away with it.”
From across the house, I hear Alena yell, “Why are there so many birds circling above us?!”
Birds?
At first, I think her hearing must still be fucking with her.
But then I listen closely to be sure.
Something is slicing through the air above the house, but no bird sounds like that. No bird I’ve ever heard.
A pit of dread forms in my stomach and I race into the house.
“Gargoyles!” Matthias roars in fury before I hear the metal of the garage door crumbling like tinfoil behind me.
“Raphael! Help!” Alena screams into our bond.
Through her eyes, I watch as a stone creature breaks through the window of the bathroom and grabs her.
I’m moving as fast as I can, but Alena is pulled out into the night before I can reach her.
Every fucking fear inside of me crashes down on my shoulders like the weight of the world.
I burst through the door of the bathroom, but she’s already gone.
Racing up to the broken window, I peer outside and see her being carried high into the night sky.
“Alena!” I roar as her shape becomes smaller and smaller.
Gargoyles…
Only a witch holds power over gargoyles.
Cellphones start ringing all over the house. The shrill tones driving me further and further into madness.
Rage strums every fiber of my being.
My beast wants to be unleashed. Begging me to give into his unholy fury.
And I allow it.
Another winged stone creature slams its heavy body into the window frame. Its bulk and weight easily collapsing the wall around it.
The gargoyle opens its mouth in a silent roar as it launches itself at me. Taking the impact, I roar my own challenge in return.