Chapter 9
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Nyx’s Devine Power: Aura Manipulation
An extra perception, that also enables her to mimic others powers, conversion of energy to other forms of matter for combat whether it’s physical or telekinetic, and in the healing of herself and others.
Nyx Flayre
All four of us charge outside the Estate.
“Get back inside Nyx!” Ilyon hisses at me.
“No! I’m going with you.” I disputed.
“Get the f**k indoors!” Vikyn shouts at passerby’s.
The 4 Wolves still themselves immediately. Staring guiltily at him. Rationalizing that they needed to get family member’s houses to be together.
“We linked everyone to shelter in place. That includes you guys!” He yells in disapproval to their justification.
Ilyon places a hand on my forearm to gain my attention.
“You know you aren’t allowed to transform. Unless you have too… “ Ilyon states.
I smirk. This Man literally was just giving me the hardest time in his office, and not in a good way…
“This isn’t the first time that I am called to action in the Middle Realm. Now let’s go!”
I smirk.
Ilyon looks surprised at my desires to go with him and gives me a small appreciative smile.
Mira pulls up in my adv motorcycle and tosses a helmet and biker jacket to me.
Ilyon looks the bike up and down approvingly.
“Thanks Mira, now please lock yourself in my room this time, and take those wolves with you.” I tell her.
Ilyon c***s his head to the side and raises a brow. Surprised that I offered for the Wolves to go with Mira.
“You coming, Alpha?” I ask.
Technically since living here with Ilyon, this is my first time being in the Olympic Peninsula. The land is very wet here and has dense vegetation.
The four of us headed out quickly. Despite the numerous scents of plant life, animals, and humidity. The scent of blood and death became thicker the closer we got to this supposed town. Before we arrived on site it became quickly noted that this was a m******e. The visual confirmation of what had occurred was bemusing…
Once on site there was clear indication that the scents did not due the scene justice. There is numerous signs of death, dismemberment, fear, collisions and chaos of these Unsighted, but where did the Windigo escape too? How many are there? I thought to myself.
“How many Unsighted live in this town?” I asked to no one in particular.
“219.” Vikyn responded.
I cursed in response.
“Are there any signs of life!?” Ilyon boomed out to anyone who can answer.
I then hear the underwhelming response of,
“No.”
Ilyon turns to me and places his hands gently on the sides of my arms.
“Nyx, can you sense anything? Survivors or the Windigo?” He voiced to me hopefully.
I took a stunned short breath at the sound of his eupeptic question.
I looked around and casted a mental net outwardly searching for what was requested.
“Survivors… I don’t sense anything. As for the Windigo most feel extremely close and few feel far away.” I replied.
“Which means that majority have fled, and there are still a small number here. According, to what you’re experiencing, correct?” Siirist clarified. Folding his arms behind his back as he scanned the area within his line of sight. Searching for any danger.
“Yes.” I uttered.
“ Let’s find the bastards.” Ilyon gravely spoke.
Ilyon Shul
The smell of death and the beginnings of decay filled my nostrils. The most prominent scent though is fear.
Personally I enjoy this scent and the feeling of the hunt. Where death is imminent. There is truly nothing like having the power of whether someone lives or dies. However, despite my nature I do have my own moral laws on when I experience this appreciation for it. For this particular situation I feel a sense of revulsion to this act. These are unsighted. Being killed by unknown monsters. A break in their reality in what they know. Only to be slaughtered like cattle. There is no honor or sport in taking the lives such as these.
I watch Nyx’s figure leading the way. I see in her body language a sense of anticipation in how she searches. With her explanation on how she experiences things. In learning that it is on a different level of perception that I don’t understand nor will underestimate.
Purposefully she is walking with the intent to annihilate. However, she is ready for the unexpected. It was legitimately sexy. I pull in a settling breathe which causes something unexpected.
As if sensing my thoughts Nyx looks over her shoulder and peers into my eyes, and I see it. Her growing attraction for me. The curiosity about her and I.
I smirk at her.
“Something the matter, Princess?” I say tentatively.
Nyx just stares deeply searching my eyes.
She shakes her head as if to clear her thoughts.
She motions to the building before us.
“In this store. Is where we’ll find them. They’ve completely disappeared in this location.” She says matter of fact.
I smile an appreciative smile as I begin to walk pass her.
“Hmm, well done, Princess.” I compliment.
Nyx blushes briefly and begins to turn away which would place her in front of me.
I grab her wrist quickly and pull her to me.
Overtaken at the sudden force. I quickly find her mouth and cover it with mine. She gasps in surprise, but does not fight it.
I feel her body sink into my frame which I determined that I am steadily enjoying her submitting to me the more and more we are like this. I kissed her deeply and let this feeling swell between us, and just as it was getting addictive I pulled back. Disappointment slightly crossing her features.
“Stay behind me.” I gently ordered as I glide my hand onto her neck which I briefly let my hand dwell there. Giving a slight squeeze which causes Nyx to gasp deliciously.
Everyone around us that I can feel through our link is amused at the level of intimacy being observed between her and I.
I then realize that I wont be able to put off indulging in my desire for her for too much longer. Especially, when she clearly wants me too.
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