Chapter 62: Her Only Chance

TERESA.

All my senses had gone mad. Everywhere I looked, I saw those beasts watching us. The pungent, repulsive smell of sulfur had returned. Although I had more confidence in my own strengths, my first thought was, where are you, Bash? No more regrets. It was time to take my life into my own hands and keep Caroline safe. It was my only really important concern.

“Teresa? Something is happening, I feel it!” she told me, scared, looking in all directions and coming towards me easily. “And I don’t have to be a vampire to realize that something is wrong.”

“That’s right. Let’s go out to the back door quickly. That’s how we save time. The big problem is that the route ends exactly through the park, but I think it’s time to show who I am.”

Just then, at the window on our right side, a hideous face with huge fangs grinned at us, as if waiting to come in.

“Terr, I’m scared,” Caroline whispered, trying to induce a state of well-being and peace, driving away the terror she was definitely going through.

Only I could feel her fear, no matter how hard she tried to disguise it.

“Let’s not waste time. And whatever you do, don’t go far away from me, okay?” I ordered her decisively, establishing some rules to guide us.

If these beasts were the same as those in Wales, then it would take a lot of energy to defeat them. And even, to my horror, there was not only one like it before, there were several. God, who are they and what do they want from me?

We quickly slipped through the back door, where it was still clear and safe. They hadn’t gotten here, but it was only a matter of time before they followed me.

If I would have been alone, it was something else, but it was Caroline with me who, to my surprise, didn’t panic on the outside as I expected. She was calm and seemed to wait for the next step.

She listened to me docilely, but nevertheless I felt her inner panic, the tumult that did not give her peace but which she controlled so well.

“Through here, Caroline. We have little left and we will leave the park. Hang in there a little longer.” I cautiously urged her, however, not to draw too much attention.

We had to do everything quietly. The cold of the evening gave me a state of uneasiness, even to myself. It was a chilly night but with a lucid, full moon.

All the beasts would come to life, but I shall be there waiting for them. It was that kind of coldness that reached into my damn bones. The only clever thing to do was to keep moving forward without looking back, not even for a second.

With each passing moment, the sky grew darker and more threatening, as if a storm was brewing. The clouds seemed to descend to the ground, deep dark clouds that I had the impression would descend, to suffocate us.

Maybe every step of Caroline’s had become a prayer to get home safely, but the house seemed so far away.

And then a dead end. I could hear Caroline’s heart pounding frantically. Those beasts were getting closer and closer, seeing their fierce eyes and mouths like drooling fire.

There were three big demons, three times bigger than Sebastian, who were craving blood, my blood. One of them let out a roar so loud and deafening that Caroline screamed involuntarily.

Panic set in, and my anger grew. Only this time I could feel my eyes catching fire and, as in Wales, I was slowly rising from the ground. I sheltered Caroline behind me and stared at my enemies.

If they could talk, maybe I would have found out who was behind this cheap horror show. Because I got convinced that the brain was someone else. I didn’t think a handful of stupid beasts could be so smart as to find a reason to attack me. There had to be another reason for this.

I would not dose or restrain myself. There was no time for that. These demons were already jumping at us with their claws and fangs in sight, and it was not a beautiful sight at all.

And just when I felt anger reaching its maximum, one creature jumped right on me while the other two were stalking Caroline. I had to get rid of this brute quickly.

My friend’s life was in danger. Unfortunately, one claw pierced my body above my ribs. I could not compare the pain. It had no comparison. What was certain was that it was not like other wounds that healed on their own and quickly.

It was as if it had a life of its own, a purpose to evaporate me completely. Then I realized that there may be something in the composition of their saliva of these animals that slows down my healing process.

Maybe that’s why Bash needed my blood. However, I did not feel that I was dying and looking back. More damage than those demons did in Sebastian’s body than in mine.

I gathered all my strength because I had to get rid of this burden and completely ignored the pain; I channeled all my anger, feeling my palms burn.

My eyes shot arrows of fire. That’s how I felt. And then my hands became weapons. Fireballs formed in each one and I felt the need to throw them.

That’s how I aimed at the beast’s abdomen, and that’s what I did. I threw them away. A tormented howl came out of the beast’s mouth and his body flew, disintegrating, in the air. One out, two more to go.

His creepy friends, seeing that the demon was gone, turned their attention to me. Caroline looked wounded and fell by the tree. She was still breathing.

Having this view, I could no longer control my rage and I completely unleashed myself, burning everything in my path, even the beasts of hell. I then rushed to her.

“Caroline? Caroline, answer me, are you all, right?”

But this silence was killing me. She had rolled her eyes, and then I knew I had to call for help. My wound had not yet healed completely. It was time to find out if I was Sebastian’s Luna, then I could connect to his thoughts. Agh, after all he did, I hated asking for his help. But I had no other solution and Caroline could die.

“Bash, Bash, can you hear me? I’m Teresa. I know it may seem amazing and unbelievable, but I can communicate with you. Come on, Bash, answer me! Hell, where was this man when you needed him?”

“Teresa? Is something wrong? Are you ok? Where are you?”

“Bash, how nice of you to answer me. Listen to me, before you get agitated for no reason, you need to know that they attacked me again.”

“What?? How was that possible?”

“I don’t have time for explanations. Both my friend Caroline and I got injured. She is more than me, so I need your help. We are in the same damn park. "

“Don’t move an inch from there. I’m coming to you.”

And so, I ended the conversation with Bash and, although I didn’t like it at all, I had to admit that I had no one to ask for help. Only with him had I developed this link.

I was trying to keep Caroline alive. I hoped that one of his serums was good enough to help my friend. It was all my fault. We shouldn’t have met so late. I had to realize it was dangerous. Now Caroline was struggling between life and death because of me. I just hated myself right now!

As soon as he arrived, Bash stopped to look at Caro and then at me.

“God, what happened to you?” he exclaimed in astonishment at how wounded Caroline was.

Then his gaze dropped to my abdomen. “Baby, you are hurt too!” he said, perhaps out of habit.

Although a pleasant warmth enveloped me when I heard him say so.

“I am fine. Caroline here is the problem. The truth is, I don’t heal as fast as you’d expect, but that’s another story. Now the important thing is Caroline. We have to get her home, otherwise she will die.”

I almost wiped in despair. That was when his big, warm hands gripped my cheeks. An electric chill ran through me like a bolt of lightning.

“Listen to me. I know you feel it is your fault. My mother told me why you met. It’s not your fault, Teresa, do you hear me? It’s not your fault!” I tried to support his gaze somehow and give him credit, but I couldn’t. The guilt was too much to handle. “Now we’re going home and we will see what to do, okay?” I nodded and Bash took Caroline in his arms, making our way out of the park in silence.

Once we got home, he placed her on his bed, facing the ceiling, her moaning in pain. Thea had come after us, covering her mouth with a trembling palm when she caught sight of Caroline. She approached slowly and widened her eyes.

“Dear God, Bash, this girl has the same type of wounds that Bella had when she was attacked.” Bash stopped and also my breathing.

“Are you sure, Mother?” he asked angrily.

“Of course, only unfortunately we don’t have that experimental serum you gave Bella. But there is still a way,” Thea concluded, then looking at me and then at Bash, who seemed to read his mother’s thoughts.

“Erik Von Hagen!”