Page 5 of Hellfire

My gut told me they were somewhere near the ravine. The Hive has a clubhouse hidden deep within the bayou. They might have thought we didn’t know about their underground bunker, they would now, but I didn’t care. Instinct drove me forward, and my wings spanned out around me as I soared swiftly through the air. My brother’s beast leaped the entire length of waters separating our lands. He and I must have come to the same conclusion.

Venom.

The president of The Hive MC was the reason the Legion was formed.

The entrance to the bunker came into view within minutes. My brother was already waiting in the shadows. Pulling my wings against my body, I dived toward him, shifting before my feet even hit the ground. With Snake on our side, his magic had given us the ability to shift between forms faster than the average shifter. Seconds of precious time between shifting forms could leave you vulnerable, thus this ability has put the Dark Legion one step ahead.

“She’s inside,” Tank said, not a sliver of doubt in his words.

I nodded and strolled straight to the main entrance, kicking the door in. The boom from the force echoed down the hall like a bomb.

Tank grinned. “Honey, we’re home!” he taunted.

The hive swarmed us from all sides. My pulse quickened as the fight drew near. I lived for this shit. The rush of power and risk was the only thing that set fire in my veins.

Punching both fists into the first two that greeted me, I pulled. Then dropped the still-beating hearts to the floor. The next one caught me by surprise and latched onto my neck like a parasite. Greedy for the power my blood possessed.

Stupid blood crazed vermin.

Tank yanked the fucker free, blood pooling at the bite as the venom from their saliva coursed through my body. Deciding to return the favor, I ripped into my next opponent’s neck just for the hell of it. Copper coated my tongue and fueled my beast, who roared in approval. The floor was now littered with gore and blood.

Tank’s smile was feral. Blood coated his teeth, enjoying the hunt. My brother’s body hummed with his beast. Unlike me, he sometimes could not control his shift. He had always seen this as a weakness, but I knew better. It was his strength. His beast had saved us countless times when no hope was in sight.

“Shift brother,” I growled, hating when he held himself back.

The hall may have been narrow, but with me at his back, nothing would go unnoticed. Tank’s nostrils flared briefly before he growled, so primal it echoed around us. That sound alone would send anyone running. His beast roared when he caught her scent again and took off down the hall. Around the bend we came head to head with Spider. The most vile of The Hive’s worker bees.

“Where is she?” I bellowed.

Tank growled again when Spider hesitated to answer. Saliva dripped on the floor around his paws in anticipation. The need to feast on his next prey drove his beast forward. Tank took a menacing step, and Spider’s face paled.

“Give her to me and we will leave,” I lied.

Spider’s eyes flicked to mine as he gauged if he could trust my word.

Fool.

The devilish smile on my lips must not have been convincing. In a desperate attempt to flee, Spider vamp sped around the corner.

“Big mistake,” I taunted, enjoying the chase.

Tank took off around the corner and an ear-piercing scream followed. I chuckled as I leisurely rounded the bend toward my waiting prey.

“Nice try, Spider.”

I crouched in front of him, his shoulder still trapped in Tank’s hold. His teeth sank into the raw skin that steadily dripped with blood.

“Where is she?” my voice deadly calm as I tilted my head to the side.

“It wasn’t me, Scar. I swear! They gave me the order to bring her child here!”

He cried out again as Tank sunk his teeth in further. I wordlessly asked Tank if the child was here with a single brow raised, to which he shook his head vigorously. I chuckled at that.

They didn’t have the little bird.

Watching Spider get shaken like a rag doll gave me a sick satisfaction. But I was desperate to spill his blood for myself. Raising one hand, I signaled Tank to release him. Spider fell to the floor in a sobbing heap.

“Pathetic,” I said in disgust.