The beasts had done a great job, feasting on the corpses and making a mess. At first glance, I counted about twelve soldiers, all isolated, searching their own little parcels of land.
I descended on the first one, careful not to make a noise that could alert the ones nearby. Although I wanted to take my time, to rip all of their limbs from their bodies, I forced myself to kill them quickly. Fast, silent, and efficient.
It took eight soldiers to end up dead for the rest of their team to realize something was hunting them. And yet, they still did not lookup.
Wings folded tight against my back, I landed on the ninth one, snapping his neck to the side and letting him drop limp on the floor before I jumped back up, taking advantage of the high branches and the night concealingme. Tenth and Eleventh were more careful, staying close to each other like it could somewhat save them to stick together.
Like I could not kill both of them in a heartbeat.I could. Instead of snapping their necks, I only had to crush their skulls against each other.
The noise alerted Twelfth who ran to my position, his gun ready, and arrived just as I disappeared into the trees again.
I was not afraid of them but Iknewthat even though my skin was thick, it would probably not stop one of their bullets from breaking it. Baelor had dragged me to the human classes with him and I had learned all about their weapons. The history of their planets and how they had conquered more lands using said weapons, killing and controlling the people blocking their way. We had been taught that they were different now, and yet, looking at the men that I had just killed, I was not sure it was true.
It might not have been to take our planet from us, but they would have killed me to get Wendy.
My Wendy.
Mine.
And that was why theyallneeded to die.
When number twelve—the one that had been talking to Alessio when I first found them—bent over to inspect my last two kills, I let myself fall one last time. My feet landed on the back of his neck and I let my weight crush and break the bones.
The forest was dead silent around me, all of the soldiers now dead. I scanned my surroundings, making sure Alessio had not strayed away from the center of the destroyed makeshift camp.
I made one last circle of the area through the trees and locked in on my prey. The one that made my Wendy look terrified. The one who was here to steal her away from us.
He was still standing near their shuttle, surrounded by the remnants of the camp Wendy’s captors had previously made. The fire they had lit illuminated his face enough that it only made my rage grow stronger. He held thebroochin his hand, caressing it with his thumb with a thoughtful look.
“Where are you, Wendy?” he asked out loud to himself. “Playing cat and mouse, are you?”
His other hand found his crotch and he grunted, rearranging himself in his clothes.
Sick human monster.
The damn fire hurt my eyes. I needed to put it out before I pulled his organs out of his gangly body. Maybe I would use his innards to strangle him and hang him to the nearest tree. It would serve as a warning for the other humans thinking it would be a good idea to come after our female.
She was ours. I was the lead of our union, and also the one meant to protect her. Protectthem. Every living soul coming after her or any of us would not stay alive long.
This time, when I jumped down, I let my wings spread wide behind me. The moment my feet met the ground, the motion of my wings beating the air around me sent a powerful gush of wind. Strong enough that the fire died out, plunging us into darkness.
Alessio startled, turning around abruptly, eyes wide as he tried to see through the night only to be faced with my face, inches away from his.
“Wh-what is it?”
He looked around.Unseeing.
I tilted my head to the side. Could he not see me right in front of him? Were humans’ night visionthisbad?
“Toni?” he asked. “Da-daniel?”
No one answered. How could they when they were all dead?
“It is only you and I,” I said darkly and Alessio jumped back, eyes widening so much that they could almost fall from their sockets.
“Wh-who’s there? What d-do you want?” he stuttered.
His gaze finally landed on me, narrowing to try and make out my features better. He must have succeeded as he took another step back with a yelp, his foot catching on a root a second before his ass met the ground.