NovelEnglishHell or High Water A loud splash on her left had Lita swiveling her head fast to find Ren rolling his neck, the water surrounding him slashing heavily. The black eye she'd seen earlier was all but healed, leaving a faint, darker shadow.
What threw her was his dark look, like he was ready to rip someone in two. Only that look wasn't cast in her direction, it was cast overhead to Chris. Whatever silent conversation passed between them, Ren's face was pure murder as he pulled his eyes away.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen he met Lita's gaze again, his face said it all but he decided to put it to words anyway, "Don't get any fucking ideas," he growled, I'm just covering my own ass. If Chris wants to hang himself pulling shit like this, he can go right ahead. I like my head attached to my fucking body." She balked, nodding, "Don't worry, I hadn't planned on thinking you were decent at all. Enemy of my enemy and all that." Following his attention back to the four in front of her, she braced her stance.
"I've got Niko and Cain," Ren insisted as if she had any idea which of the men, those were. But judging by the nasty leers two of the men gave him, she could figure it out. By process of elimination that left her with the two smaller ones. She could've cried tears of joy for the help. And if she made it out of here, she certainly would. The fighting was brutal One second after Ren called out his opponent, the men charged, splitting themselves apart to separate Lita and Ren. Limbs were flying everywhere, taking every ounce of skill and concentration Lita had to dodge. But she took shard hits to the sternum anyway and a couple kicks to the shins. It was the punch to her temple that did it though, sent her railing into the concrete, sent her sinking into the muddy waste water again. If she never saw dirty water again, it would be too soon.
Her head swam further and further away from consciousness as boots crashed down around her, looking for her. She could feel tension under her skin, stretching, expanding like a balloon ready to burst. Was she dying? God if she had been at a hundred percent, if she had Nyx ready and waiting... They d have been nothing but wet smears on the walls. She felt fire rushing through her veins.
A rough rug of her shirt, brought her head above water again as Ren leaned her against the wall so he could get back to fighting. It was three on one, now. Ren had taken one out but he still had both of Lita's to contend with on top of his own. More fire flushed through her veins.
Yelling, the biggest fighter tore his shirt off, then his pants as the savage sound warped into a howl. His eyes flashed yellow for a second before his body exploded, replaced with the heavy panting of a large, gray wolf.
And for Lita, she might as well have been staring at the grim reaper because those yellow eyes were marking her for death.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAuthor's Note:
I'm 90% the next chapter but I still have to edit it so I'll be posting it e tomorrow because I'm sleepy <3
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