The air seemed to freeze as his eyes bore into hers . Confusion and pain flooded through her as well as excitement and relief . "He didn't die . " was all Kyera could manage to think . Tears welled in her eyes but the hair on the back of her neck refused to lay flat . There was something wrong about his eyes… he was angry . Then she remembered the dress .
"Verone, I am sorry . I waited for you, I did not intend to marry . Then I got word of your death and the people needed protection . It's the only way I could help them . " Kyera tried to explain herself . Tears spilling down her cheeks . She felt as though she had betrayed him . The ring on her hand and veil still in her hair clear signs of her sin . He watched her, emotionless . Turning human, he stood before her . Naked .
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"You sold yourself to help these spineless filthy creatures? I thought you were low before . Now I know your useless . Why would I come back to you?" he demanded, his face twisted in a snarl . Her heart fluttered hard as pain shot through her . The hatred in his eyes seemed to set her body into painful flames . Tears flowed more freely down her cheeks, unable to stop it .
"I sold myself to protect our families, or don't you remember? We swore to protect our own . " Kyera tried desperately to remind him . She was grasping at straws to defend her wounded soul . There was something wrong here… something very wrong .
"Those things are not my family . Spineless worms . I have no use for them . Give me the man cub and go, while I feel merciful . Wake up, Princess you still have time to fix yourself before you become completely ruined . " he spat at her moving to pass her . Kyera moved so she stayed directly in front of him, protecting the tree the Princess was treed in . He glared at her, those eyes that had always doted on her and showed unending care regarded her with complete disgust . There was a sense of pain deep in her soul, but not enough for her to forget the unexpected and unconditional love of the child she protected .
"Verone, you know I will die before I let you hurt that which I protect . That little girl has a name and a family . I won't let you take her from them, from me . " Kyera added softly, no matter how much she didn't want to fight him . He might not give her a choice .
"Then you are no different than those murderous soft skins . I will take your soul from your body then hers from her . Makes no difference to me if I kill one or two tonight . " Verone replied before allowing his claws to extend on his hand and swiping at her . Kyera took the sweeping blow across her chest as a graze, dodging the majority of true force . The nail tips bit into her skin and drew a cry from her lips . It wasn't a cry from the pain of his touch but her own desperation .
She lunged at him knocking him back amd rolling with him . Tears blurred her vision but they had tumbled before . She knew him, every motion every technique she learned with him . There was more to it this time . The intent to kill changed everything . It was completely terrifying . She could feel the force of his blows vibrating through her body, bones seeming to crack against bone . A test of durability and ability as she tried to knock him out and he aimed to kill .
"Was any of it real? Did you ever love me?" Kyera demanded a roar ripping from her human mouth . The tigress within writhing in agony at every blow she delivered to his skin . Red blood drenched her hand, hot and sticky on her palm . His blood . His pained growls and snarls tore at her heart .
"You delusional witch . I don't know you . I've never been related to you . Just die . " he growled leaping at her throat . Kyera knocked him back, her claws ripping at his face . He rolled over and faced her his expression sharp, glaring at her as though she was his arch nemesis . She forced herself to remain numb to it, taking the sword from its sheath holding it in one hand, her claws extended on the other hand .
Deep down she prayed she wouldn't have to use it, she wasn't sure she could . Judging by his expression, and the way his eyes flicked from her to the tree he was gauging his chances . He reared back on his haunches and launched at the tree . A blur of a crossbow bolt and the white and silver fur colided with him shoving him away from the tree . Both tiger and tigress skidded across the ground, pain and stabbing from various sources left kyera weak on the ground . As she tried to rise, she saw she was alone . A deep set pain in her side . Once again she found herself cursing her shoulders .
Chapter end
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