Mated To Twins [OLD VERSION]

18| Chapter Eighteen

ALEXI

The darkness surrounded me.
I could see the outlines of trees and roots but nothing beyond it.
Frowning, I held my hands out in front of me as I took slow steps forward. I stumbled slightly but thankfully regained my balance before moving again. A few minutes passed before I saw a light in front of me. Small streams led the path into a large clearing. A full moon shone brightly in the sky, but no stars were visible.

I turned allowing my eyes to trail around and take in my surroundings. The clearing was bare of everything expect for perfectly groomed green grass. Large trees surrounded me blocking everything beyond the trees. It was completely silent with no breeze or any sound.

“Hello?” I yelled, hearing the word echo around me.

“They can't help you.”

A gasp fell from my lips as a dark cloaked figure appeared from the trees. It was tall, a black cloak surrounding the large body with a blue pendant standing out against the darkness.

“Who are you?”

“Who I am, is not of your concern Alexi,” he stopped a few feet from me staring silently.

“Then what do you want?” My voice trailed off. He laughed taking a small step forward.

“So many questions. You know, I can hear your mind racing with each and every one of them.”

I jumped back as he suddenly moved making me stumble over something. Swallowing, I looked down my eyes widening as I saw the body.

“No,” the cry fell from my lips before I could stop it. I crawled forward.

Slade laid helplessly on the ground. His skin pale and blood pooling from a wound against his torso.

“You could have saved him, you know.” I looked up at the figure. “He was waiting for you to save him, but instead you killed him.”

The air change making the hair at my nape rise. Another body appeared a few feet away, beaten and clawed.

“Fury.” I gripped his shoulders shaking him but I got no reaction.

His shirt was ripped exposing the deep, bleeding scars on his torso. My eyes fell on his neck staring at the two holes there.

“He fought for you,” the man said softly from behind me. “Until his last breath, but you were too late.”

“No.” Tears fell from my eyes as I leaned my head against his chest.

No! I didn't kill them! It wasn't my fault, I didn't kill them!

“They all fought for you. Then you turned on them.” More bloodied bodies appeared around us. “You killed them.”

I could hear the pained cries of all of them filling my head. The snarls and cries off wolves along with other creatures. Cries of woman and children calling for help.

“All their blood seeping into the ground. Feeding us. Think about all the families you killed. All the innocent babies.”

“No!” I screamed up at him. The tears were slowly drying on my cheeks. “I did not kill them.”