Chapter 8: Invisible Enemy

Davyn:

Stepping aside, motioning for her to step in as her sweet scent intoxicated us into a frenzy of swirling urges. Snapping my eyes to Birgir and Mikkel as they understood my urge to be close to her.

“Do you want something to eat?” I asked softly, touching her cheek with my finger, tucking the stray piece of hair behind her ear.

Her eyes snapped between us as we stood around her, caging her gently between us.

“OUT!” She signed firmly, pointing with her finger as she shook in excitement and shock.

Chuckling softly as we backed from her, disappearing as the door slammed in our faces.

“I can’t wait to be dominated by her.” Birgir made this dark hissing grunt as we dressed quickly with our ears trained on the bathroom.

Onyx sighed softly as the shower roared to life with a dark grunt as her body contacted the splattering water.

“Cruel and Unusual Punishment.” I laughed softly, walking over to the bed, seeing the white chunks of cast laying along the floor with a Dremel plugged into the outlet.

“Smart Girl.” I laughed softly, pointing to my source of enlightenment.

Mikkel and Birgir packed away the medical equipment as I stripped the bed down, changing out the bedding with fresh linens. I felt different, like my dragon was changing from the ruthless, cold-tempered beast into a more down-to-earth, caring creature of scales and teeth.

Loud screaming cries, erupted from the bathroom as we rushed into the steamy room, finding Onyx curled in the corner shivering with violent tears rolling heavily from her red stricken ears.

“Get a towel.” I pointed to the wall as Birgir and I rushed into the shower, scooping Onyx’s trembling body into my chest as Birgir shut down the shower with a perked brow.

“Something terrified her.” Birgir growled lowly, not being able to protect her.

How do you protect the one you love from invisible enemies?

Onyx held tightly to my chest as her soaked body wrapped around my torso, quickly covering her in the towel Mikkel handed me. Shifting her tiny, naked body so the towel could cover her shivering, soaked body.

Kissing her forehead gently, crawling into bed with her latched tightly to my body like her life depended on it. Birgir grabbed one of our spare shirts, sliding into the bed to my left as Mikkel sat to my right, drying her hair with a concerned frown.

“Onyx, let go for a second baby.” Birgir cooed softly as he slipped his hand under her shoulder to slide the shirt over her head.

Her tears mixed violently with the water droplets on her cheeks as she crumbled back into my chest, stroking her damp locks trying to calm her down. Birgir and Mikkel laid down beside us, stroking her back gently as her trembling, slowly subsided into steady breathing.

“She’s asleep.” Birgir spoke calmly in link as he helped me adjust the pillows behind my head.

“How are we supposed to help her, if we don’t even know what is terrifying her?” Mikkel exhaled heavily as he covered her now relaxed body with the soft, plush blanket she liked the most.

“Byron said he would bring Lea and the twins later today, so let’s try and get some rest.” I spoke softly as Onyx exhaled a deep sigh, purring softly as Birgir and Mikkel watched her sleep soundly on my chest.

Closing my eyes with a smile laced across my face, feeling her fingers curl and uncurl against my shoulders as Birgir and Mikkel huddled close with a hand on her.

Normal people would find this weird, but with most identical twins it was normal for us to share everything as one.

My mind was finally calm, after all these months of worrying and wondering where the “Hell” she went, just to be found as an innocent girl. It hurts knowing she was harmed, but now that she was in our presence, nothing would come in between us or harm her.

Over our “Fucking” dead bodies…sleep washing over my tired body.

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Small, warm hands tapping my chest in a rapid rhythm as the comfortable sensation of electrical tingles swept gently through my body. Shifting slightly, feeling Birgir’s leg draped over my left leg, while Mikkel’s arm draped over my torso. The tapping stopped, followed by a sharp stinging across my cheek with a low grunting moan.

“Onyx?” I grumbled darkly as my eye cracked open slightly, seeing her bright onyx orbs staring at me from in between Birgir and me, while Mikkel had a firm grip on her hand snoring into my right ear.

She tapped my chest again, pointing towards the bathroom with a twisted expression of discomfort. Smirking softly at her innocent face, elbowing Mikkel with a low grunt as he rolled away, releasing his grip on her hand. Birgir was a little easier to shift with a hand to his face, allowing Onyx to wiggle over my chest.

“Careful.” I laughed softly as she tripped over the tangled mess of limbs, jumping from the bed with hast to the bathroom.

“Maaannn…Did you have to elbow me?” Mikkel moaned loudly, drawing out the word with a pained smirk.

“Not with your death grip on her hand. She had to use the bathroom.” Birgir groaned darkly as he rubbed his face with his hands, exhaling as his head tilted downwards towards his groin.

Knocking sounded from the door as we grabbed pillows, covering up the not-so-subtle morning chubs saluting the early morning.

“Yeah.” We shouted with soft chuckles as mom popped her head in, making sure the coast was clear to enter.

“Where’s Onyx?” She asked softly as she laid out some cloths for her.

Pointing towards the bathroom as her brow perked in curiosity at our appearance.

“How was last night?” Mom asked softly as she opened the linen closet, pulling out a bath robe and some slippers with a soft smile.

“Mount Asgard is definitely a good place to start, but someone decided to remove her casts and then freaked out in the shower.” Mikkel groaned lowly as he sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing his hands through his tussled locks.

“The SHOWER? What did you three do?’ Mom’s eyes flashed that dangerous hue of green, huffing smoke from her nostrils in an angered expression.

“MOM! Nothing, we did nothing to her. She wanted to shower, so we tidied up the room and heard her screaming in fear.” Birgir growled darkly as he shifted to the edge of the bed with Mikkel still holding onto the pillows like life preservers in the vast ocean.

“Okay, then explain those?” She laughed darkly as she leaned against the wall, pointing to the tented pillows resting over our laps.

“I can’t do this.” Mikkel exhaled in link as he stood in shock, forgetting to secure the pillow.

Loud gasping as mom covered her mouth with her hand, tears streaming down her cheeks as she fought to suppress her laughter.

Fuck it! Me and Birgir stood, tossing the pillows back to the bed with devilish smirks as mom perked her brow at us, shaking her finger in a scalding manner.

“Don’t worry. Our hands will take care of these.” I laughed darkly as Mikkel and Birgir high-fived with me, watching mom’s face contort in horror with a dark smirk.

The bathroom door swung open to Onyx wrapped in a towel with her hair pulled up into another towel, looking refreshed and relaxed.

Quickly dropping our hands over our morning chubs with awkward smirks as mom busted out in a guttural roar of laughter.