Page 121 of The Curse Trilogy


Font Size:

“You know I’d do anything for you. I’ll see you back at Seminole,” he mutters gently before rubbing the side of my arm, and then he jogs down the hallway to the outside.

“I hate it when he touches you,” Hale growls with a grimace.

I smirk lightly as I tug on his belt to make his body jerk closer. He tries to suppress his grin as I kiss his chest through his shirt.

“He doesn’t get to touch me the way you do,” I smolder out, and his grin can’t be held back any longer.

‘Damn straight,” he smugly retorts while pulling me against his leaning body as he backs against a wall.

“I dread driving forever all over again.”

He smirks, and then his lips play over mine.

“We’ll have passengers this time, so you’ll have to behave.”

“That’s why I dread the ride.”

He laughs lightly, and then we see dust stirring in the distance as shots begin ringing out. Hale grips my hand as we rush over to inspect the scene. I smell the toxic uranium as a grenade bursts violently into the air, and Hale injects his veins with olophine before leaping over the edge of the wall to jump in his car.

I step off the ledge to plummet the fifty feet to the ground, and I hop into the passenger seat before he has a chance to leave me. Brazen’s feet slap the ground, and he pulls out his rifle to line up a shot as Hale revs the engine and blazes toward the fight.

“Get out, baby,” he murmurs calmly while his eyes focus on the fight ahead.

“Yeah. That’s going to happen,” I scoff, and he stifles a smirk as we dodge a grenade’s impact.

“Fuck,” he breathes. “Go invincible if you’re going with me.”

“I need to wait. It’s only good for ten, fifteen, maybe twenty minutes but no more.”

He skids to a halt just as we reach the fiery tantrum’s core. In a blur, he takes my hand and pulls me behind him to meet a man behind an armored tank.

“What the fuck is going on?” Hale barks as he flicks his wrist to force an explosion against the oncoming missiles.

“They’re infecting humans, Sir. We caught them in the act, and they were ready to fight. We lured them away from the compound, but this is as far as we could get them,” the man trembles out, and I can see the huge gashes he has already sustained.

I turn my attention on the chaotic battle that has erupted almost instantly, and Hale jerks me to his body as a hail of bullets whiz by my head.

“Now?” he growls.

“Now,” I exasperate in a slightly rattled tone, and I feel my invincibility cloaking me per his request - or demand rather.

I walk over while pulling out my guns, and three distant shots ring out just before three men fall behind me. I let a proud grin escape when I realize it was Brazen and his long-distance shooting skills, and then I start firing shots of my own with the two guns that were strapped to my thighs.

I see red eyes staring into mine as blood gushes to the ground. I fire into the infected crowd just before the full blood army emerges. I gasp as I see the rising sun tattooed on one’s arm, and I fire straight between his eyes when he threatens to shoot Hale who is blasting out their tanks.

“Fuck. It’s the Rising,” I blare in disbelief, and then I feel arms moving me as blades clank into the skulls of two stray full bloods sneaking up on me.

I turn to face the pale eyes, and Brazen pulls the clips on two chrome grenades before launching them at the hoards swarming toward us. He forces me down to the ground behind one of our tanks that has joined the fight.

“I’m invincible,” I scream as the deafening blast erupts.

“I don’t give a damn. I’m not going to watch them shoot you,” he growls, and I see the sizzling embers from the ashes of the attackers that had once opposed us as they float back to the ground.

“That packs some punch,” I gasp.

“Thanks. I made them myself,” he playfully adds before launching two more over the tank.

Hale smirks as his TNT laced fingertips provide him with more of a blasting edge than Brazen’s homemade grenades, and I finally decide I’ve had enough. I throw my hands up when I feel my invincibility growing weaker, and I take on the masses myself.