Chapter 174

Damian

Damian couldn’t explain it but everything was irritating him. It was like something was constantly grating at the back of his mind. It was like deafening radio static projected directly into his brain. His teeth were grinding and his fangs pushed to be extended.

There was just something about these woods that felt off. It wasn’t the same drain to his magic that he had felt on the island. But it was definitely there, like a splinter in his mind. The more he through about it, the less it made sense. The less sense it made, the anger he became. It was like trying to put together a puzzle without all the pieces.

His feelings were all over the place. He was angry, but not just mad at the world. It was like an irrational rage that threatened to bleed into every cell of his body. His environment seemed to fan the fire in his veins, as it radiated to every part of him. He hated the feeling, and it only adding to his frustration. Every sound.and every movement was torturous.

The more he tried not to think about it, the worse it was. The fact David didn’t know which way to go and the way he kept clinging to that dumb prophecy was infuriating. David was supposed to be the high king. The Golden dragon was supposed to be the voice of wisdom and reason. As the leader he should have the answers, but David was useless. Damian found himself randomly wondering how mad Stormy would be if he just drained David dry here and now, so they could be done with his incompetence.

As if David wasn’t bad enough, Drew’s constant need to be touching Stormy was pissing him off. Damian was getting sick and tired of the needy, silent, shy routine. Damian just wanted to punch him in the mouth till Drew manned up a little.

Damian glanced back over his shoulder to see Dean walked to the back of the group with his head constantly on the swivel like he thought he was big and bad. Damian found himself furious that Dean felt like Damian need his protection. He was a vampire and could snap a wolf in half like a twig. Damian couldn’t believe that Dean acted like just because Stormy’s magic had given him a few extra muscles, he was somehow superior to the rest of them.

Damian also found himself glaring at Stormy. She was supposed to be an all powerful goddess. It didn’t make since to Damian that she didn’t have a clue as to where they were going or why. She was honestly the only reason they were in this mess in the first place.

With a glower, Damian stared at his mate and her lovers. He noticed that a look of rage began to form on all of their faces. Stormy dropped Drew’s hand and slowly backed away from him.

Drew put his hands on his hips and grunted at her. “What was that about? You are never satisfied.” He barked.

“Don’t you dare talk to my mate like that!” Damian growled. He flashed his teeth at Drew.

“Back off, Bat Boy, no one asked you!” Dean said coming to stand between Drew and Damian.

“Something isn’t right. I feel all wrong,” David said as his face started to flush.

“That’s the first right thing you have said since we started this trip.” Dean snapped.

“What’s your problem?” David barked back.

“Clearly you are!” Damian said as he jumped into the argument.

Stormy glanced around at her mates and looked terrified. Stop, just stop. She signed frantically. Damian let his eyes slide over her and continued making sarcastic and nasty remarks.

Damian just wanted to rip his companions apart. He couldn’t believe he had been saddled with such annoying, self absorbed people. The last thing he really needed was some spoiled prince telling him what to do.

The air was split with a horrific growl that was so dark that even Damian shuddered. The noise was angry, cold and feral. It took several seconds for him to realize he was the one behind it. He was shocked at his own behavior.

It’s a spell. Stormy tried to explain with her gestures but Damian ignored her. He didn’t need her to dismiss his feeling of annoyance or anger. He knew what he was feeling.

“What do you think you are doing?” Dean demanded stepping closer to Damian. “You need to back off. I won’t have you carrying on like that around Stormy.” Dean’s muscles were straining against the fabric of his shirt. Veins in his neck pulsed.

“It may have escaped your notice, Stormy doesn’t need your protection. She can more than take care of herself.” David snapped.

“You always seem to know all the answers don’t you. Fine, you can do it without me.” Dean growled. He turned around and walked back the way they had come. He was stomping and his hands were balled up in fists.

Stormy looked like she might cry as she watched Dean walk away. She kept glancing back and forth between Damian and Dean’s back.

“Who needs you, I’ll find it myself.” David said as he turned and started walking in the direction they had been headed.

Please, Damian, stop them. I need them. Stormy pleaded with him using sign language.

Damian was stunned. He felt like she had slapped him. She needed them, not him. He couldn’t believe what she had just said. “Fine, if you need them, follow them!” Damian snapped as he turned to walk away for her.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw Drew heading towards the mountains alone. Wait, it’s the island! She signed but he ignored her just as Damian had. Stormy stood perfectly still watching them go like she was still trying to process.

Damian paused to see if Stormy would follow him.

After a few minutes she realized she wasn’t joining him so he continued to stomp away.