War (Book 3 in Destined Series)

6

The next morning I leave my room and head down stairs. Mike looks up at me then I flop down beside him.

"Rough night?"

"Something like that." I mutter taking the mug he holds out to me. I take a sip and gag.

"You know. I haven't had coffee in years, yet I still hate the bitter taste of it." I gag handing it back as he laughs. I hear footsteps on the stairs and I look up as Grace comes running down them. Drew comes into the room and she smiles at me then heads over to him and flops onto his lap.

"Morning Miss Grace." he says and she giggles. Next to arrive in the room is Nick, who looks exhausted. He pours a large glass of coffee and I gag as he drinks it all.

"What? You don't like coffee?" he asks with a smirk.

"Ugh. Hate it." I say and he rolls his eyes stalking into the room.

"Where's Luke on this fine morning?"

"Sleeping." I say and he bites his lip then lets it go.

"Y'all still fighting?"

"Something like that." I respond then hear footsteps on the stairs.

"Speak of the devil." I grumble as Luke appears. He looks between Nick and I, then goes into the kitchen.

"Damn. You can cut the tension with a knife." Mike mumbles and I glare at him then stand up and walk into the kitchen after Luke.

"Are you still mad at me?" I ask but he doesn't respond.

"God you're acting like a brat." I huff then spin and leave the kitchen.

"So Luke is being a huge dick. What's plan- shit!" I shout as the ground starts to shake and I fall backwards as glass shatters all around. I cover my head then look up.

Chaos breaks loose and I push up to my feet. Drew and Mike instantly transform and Drew rushes over to me Grace on his back. Flames shoot at us and I kick open the door coughing. We run out and I stop spinning around.

"Luke!" I shout then sprint back into the flaming house.

"Christina!" Nick shouts from outside as I kick open the kitchen door and find Luke with glass in his side. He looks up at me in pain.

"Luke." I say seeing the blood forming beside him. He groans then looks up again and his eyes widen.

"Duck!" he shouts and I quickly do so. I hear the whiz of a knife coming over my head. He blocks the knife from hitting him with the toaster, then yanks the glass from his side with a shout. I look up just as the wound in his side heals. I meet his eyes, but he's not looking at me...

I twist suddenly, and chuck a kitchen knife at the damn shadow. It sticks into its' stomach and the creature withers, flaming then vanishing into dust.

Luke yanks me up and we run out of the house.

We hear a terrible whine and I scream as we're thrown through the air as a giant boom sounds. I slam into the ground and jerk in pain. Instantly, I feel Luke covering me with his body. I cough as heat takes up my bottom half. Luke throws his arm over my head, as more debris falls around us. In pain, he yanks me back and I groan. I try to get up, gasping as a figure steps through the flames.

"We gotta get up!" Luke shouts and I let him pull me up. I watch as the figure's face slowly comes into view, as they clear the angry red flames.

I'm ripped from Luke's grip before I can fully see the face, as another shock wave is sent through the ground. I groan jolting to a painful stop. I push up to my elbows in pain and stare at the creature; person before me. No...

I hear the blood pounding in my ears as I grip my side in pain.

"Shane." I whisper then suddenly hands are yanking me up. I stare at his red eyes though, as I'm pulled away.

"Christina!" someone shouts and I finally spin and sprint after Drew and Grace, Nick, and Mike. Luke continues to drag me behind him as I struggle to gain my footing. My whole body aches, my whole bottom half feels on fire, and my heart, my heart... Is broken in two.

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