Page 221 of Savage Throne
“Ahhh!” He screamed and crumpled to the ground.
Before he could recover, Moni fired.
The sharp crack of a gunshot rang out.
The bullet struck his stomach and he let out a pained groan.
Is this finally the end?
Chapter thirty-four
When Shadows Weep
Lei
My father’s sword fell from his grip, clattering uselessly against the dirt.
“My little monster?” Lying on the ground, he clutched the stomach wound as blood seeped through his fingers.
That was the first moment I could finally catch my breath.
It’s almost done.
There, my father lay on the ground, broken and bleeding before me.
Moni got to my side with her gun still raised. Her presence was a balm to my frayed nerves.
Together, we stood over him.
My father looked up at us and his breathing grew shallow.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but he still managed a weak, bitter smile. “Part of me is happy. . .the part that. . .wanted this. . .”
Something else caught my eye.
Two black crows landed on the blood-streaked ground one foot from where my father lay.
My breath hitched.
The way they stared at him gave me chills, like they could see into his soul, like they weren’t just crows.
I blinked, and the edges of my reality rippled.
W-what?
Behind the crows, the faintest shimmer happened, and their shadows lengthened unnaturally, stretching and curling as if alive.
I blinked again.
Then, slowly, those shadows began to rise and shift, taking shape—human shape.
I shivered.
Familiar figures emerged from the darkness their forms outlined in a soft, otherworldly glow.
My heart clenched.
Romeo and Chanel?
