My Fated Mate Can Have Her-Chapter 115: Torment

[Warning: Violence & Blood]

Violet

They left their meal and started moving towards me, their gait awkward but fast as they closed the distance with terrifying speed.

Darnel turned and ran.

No hesitation. No attempt to fight. Just pure survival instinct sending him bolting in the opposite direction.

Rage flooded through me.

I wasn’t going to die here. Especially not alone!

I lashed out with my wounded arm and reached for Darnel’s retreating form. I didn’t know how I moved that fast or even closed the distance between us, but my hands were suddenly locked around his hind leg, gripping with a strength that wasn’t there before.

The gnawing pain of my flesh dangling off the bone in chunks fuelled a desperate strength that made me latch onto him.

I would not let him go!

He tried to jerk away, tried to shake me off, but I held on.

Blood sprayed from my severed arm with the effort, coating us both, but I refused to let the rotten bastard go.

"If I am going to die here," I screamed, my voice raw and broken, "I am not dying alone!"

The Righgs were almost on us now, their wide mouths open to reveal horrible gleaming jagged teeth.

Darnel, in a final desperate attempt to escape, lunged toward one of the creatures instead of away from it.

The force of his movement and my grip ripped my arm completely off.

I screamed, the pain crippling me to the spot. The world spun around me. Through the haze of agony, I felt raw teeth sink into my open shoulder and intense pain shot through my body. My throat felt like it was ripping apart as I let out a high-pitched scream.

The other thing was on top of me!

It lifted me, shaking me like a toy. Bile rose in my throat. I heaved, expelling the contents of my stomach. It splashed on my face, mixing with the blood already coating my skin. I felt and heard bones crack, flesh tear, and awfully felt myself being ripped aside from a single point.

I beat at it blindly with my remaining hand, my fist connecting with thick ruffled feathers again and again.

And it did nothing.

Nothing!

The rotten monster didn’t even seem to budge.

My screams mixed with the horrible high-pitched screeching the Righg made as it briefly let me go, as if to mock my cries. Its scream drowned out mine and bloody tears blinded my vision.

I let go of the stupid pendant and clawed deeper at the creature’s side, trying to get to the skin.

And my syzygy, that chaotic, warring force inside me, still refused to answer me.

"No!" I screamed.

I hated this.

I hated everything!

I hated my life!

I hated whatever rotten cursed force brought me here!

I curse everything!

I curse that wretched moon and that stupid sun!

I hated whatever gave me this second life only to make me waste away like this!

"Curse you!"

With one last scream, my hand clawed and ripped through skin, tearing into the monster’s flesh. I felt organs beneath my fingers, hot, slick and wrong. Ignoring the tearing pain and numbing feeling in my body, I pulled!

I pulled and pulled and pulled. And I kept pulling. Kept tearing. Kept screaming as I ripped its insides out.

The disgusting creature darted away from me. Its own screeching reaching a pitch that made my ears ring even through all the other pain.

It thrashed, organs spilling from the massive wound in its side, dragging behind it as it pranced around in a staggering dance.

My hand fell limply at my side, my body refusing to work anymore. Everything was broken, wrong, and screaming.

I screamed. It screamed. My body screamed.

Get up!

I tried to get up, but my body wouldn’t listen.

Get up!

No!

Get up! Get up! Get up!

Blood gushed from where my arm had been and the gaping hole where the monster had ripped into. From my nose, ears, eyes. From everywhere!

Not here! Not now! Not again!

Never again!

My syzygy was still chaos inside me, still tearing itself apart, but something had shifted.

I tried to grasp that thread, tried to pull it into something I could use.

"You will listen to me!"

My head spun as I willed myself up, trying to get into a seated position. More blood poured from my body.

"You stupid thing!"

I addressed the rotten force inside me like it was a separate entity.

A rotten, foolish, idiotic, disobedient entity!

"You will listen! And you will listen well!"

You cannot do this to me!

You cannot give me this. Have me go through all that torment. Have me bring it under control. Have me balance it on the brink of death and just take it away from me!

"You cannot do that!" I threw my head back, screaming at the ugly ring of light in the sky.

My vision swam at the sharp movement and I collapsed back to the ground. It glowed and pulsed. Mocking me.

It was mocking me!

"How dare you!"

I tried to get back up. My only arm hung limp at my side and my waist seemed like it was going to rip off my hips with the way I tried flinging myself upright while using my useless legs as an anchor.

I was running mad.

Was I running mad?

"I hate you!"

Pain ripped at every core. It ripped at my brain, shredding my mind to pieces. It tore at my body. It tore at my heart. And the stupid, useless syzygy was tearing me from the inside out.

"You stubborn rubbish!" I screamed and my throat seemed to rip as a searing pain slit through my neck, and all that came out of my burning, bleeding mouth were harsh wheezes that racked even more pain down my neck as I tried to yell and scream.

No matter!

’You will listen! You have no other choice. You can’t do this to me!’

A humming thrum shot through my head at a sharp thud.

I was back on the ground.

Why was I lying down?!

This can’t be happening...

’Listen to me!’

"You... will... listen..."