The Elementals

Chapter 15: His

When Alexis was captured, it didn't cross her mind once to protect herself; she had only thought of Noah's safety and couldn't control the strong winds that erupted from her. After she was sure that he had gotten the message, she calmed down and let the man take her away. She wasn't sure how it happened, but it seemed like in the blink of an eye she was in another town. Citizens looked to her while others were being killed and beaten, as if they knew exactly who she was. She forced herself to keep her gaze turned to the ground so that she didn't have to look into their pleading eyes.

Things had gone by in a blur again and she found herself in the room she was being held in now, the only light being two torches on either side of the cell door. The man had thrown her to the ground when they got there and before she could get up, he pulled his armored leg back and kicked her in the stomach. She hunched over and her mouth gaped as she clutched her abdomen, no noise coming from her parted lips. She heard him chuckle and bit into her bottom lip to stop herself from screaming at him, keeping the small pit of anger contained before it could grow any bigger.

She had curled into a ball and let out a small whimper, making herself look as weak as possible. She tilted her head slightly to look up at the man through the strands of her hair as it covered her face and saw how he simply stared down at her with no remorse, his icy blue eyes seeming to pierce into her. She flinched when he took a step towards her and felt his large hand on the back of her head, grabbing her hair and pulling her to her feet. In that moment he had brought his face down so close to hers that she could feel his breath on her cheeks and it made the hair stand up on the back of her neck.

"You're not fooling anyone," he had growled, the noise so animalistic that it made her want to shrink back. The fear must have shown on her face as he smirked, using his other hand to grab her chin. "That expression... I want to see it more."

He suddenly started walking forward, pushing her back and causing her to stumble over her own feet. The grip he had on her hair disappeared and she collapsed, but just as quickly he grabbed both of her arms and yanked her up. He was able to lift her off of the ground due to his strength and height advantage, and she felt cold metal close around her wrists. She had started to panic and raised her legs, flexing her core to help herself up. Kicking out as hard as she could, her first foot had connected with his jaw and as he stepped back, the second sent him flying to the closed door across the room from a powerful gust.

He had appeared in front of her again in not even a second, grabbing her hips and sliding his hands down the back of her legs, pinning them to his side's before she could kick again. His white pupils were slits as he stared deeply into her eyes and she found herself unable to look away. A small smile curved his lips as he nestled himself more between her legs, digging his nails into her thighs.

"Again with that feisty attitude... I would keep that power of yours under control, unless you really want me to show you what I do to females that decide to misbehave," he purred, sliding his hands back up her legs and grabbing handfuls of her ass. She tensed and closed her eyes tight, her breath catching in her throat as she turned her head to the side. A deep chuckle had come from him and he released her limbs, hooking an index finger in one of the straps of her daggers' sheaths. He unclipped them and they fell to the ground, then he pulled out his own sharpened blade.

"Now, be a good girl and don't move..." he had said softly to her as he grabbed the hem of her white shirt. He pulled until the fabric was tight, then in one swift movement brought the blade up and cut it through the middle. He cut the straps to her backpack and let it fall, then fisted the shirt at the small of her back and pulled it down, tearing the sleeves at her shoulders and tossing it in a random direction. Not wasting a moment, he had slid the blade between her breasts and under the bridge of her black bra and cut it away.