Saving Eira (Fated Seasons Book 1)
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If she insisted on fighting it out, I’d gladly comply. There were a lot of things I’d take. Playing games and even cutting of chunks of hair I could tolerate. But her threatening my men, talking about making them hers, that was one step too far.
“What’s happening, Danny dear? Don’t want to share your boy toys with me?” Chesca sneered, rage boiling up in me from. Regan and JP were mine and mine alone. With a force I didn’t expect from myself, I swung the short blade at Chesca and somehow managed to slice her cheek. She brought her hand up to the wound and laughed out loud as she watched the blood trickle down.
“Is that all you got?” she mocked, licking the blood from her fingers. Fuck me, she was utterly deranged.
Angrily, I lunged at her again. Recalling all the lessons I had, I twirled around my enemy and managed to slash a deep cut in her upper arm. Instead of reacting like a regular person to pain, she just laughed harder and harder. “Pathetic! Do you think this will hurt me, Danny dear? You’re sad. Such a disappointment. You’ll never be able to live up to your father’s expectations. He’s probably glad you ran! After all, you’re just not good enough, Danielle,” Chesca hissed, the use of my full name sending me in a rage. She knew how much I hated my full name, how I hated my father, how I hated never being good enough for him.
Overcome with rage and frustrations I had been carrying around for so long, I jumped at her carelessly. I grabbed her by the wrist and spun around her, pressing my blade against her throat. My hand was trembling, but not from fear this time. I was angry, angry like I hadn’t been in a long time.
I could do it. If she said my full name one more time, I could slash her throat and kill her, ending this ridiculous and petty war. All I needed, was just one extra burst of anger. Just one and I could end this. For good.
“Are you going to kill me, Danny dear? You don’t have the guts” Chesca dared me, seemingly unconcerned with the situation she was in. I tightened my grip on the blade as I tried to gather the courage I needed. Come on, Danny. You could end the war right here, right now. Come on.
Do it.