Hybrid Hunting - Mariana Mendoza (web ebook reader .TXT) 📗

was holding. I quickly move onto his lap, wrap my arms around him and hug him fiercely, crying even more tears.
“ I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, Marco.” I whisper into his ears.
He hold me tightly in return.
“ I’m alright, Nina, don’t worry about me. Its you I’m worried about.” he tells me.
I don’t listen because I’m using the bond to check how much he’s lying and how he really is. I see that the pain he had been feeling was coming from the pain that the demons were unconsciously giving me. They were hurting me to hurt him.
“ I didn’t mean to hurt you, Marco, I really didn’t. Please forgive me. I’m so sorry of what I did to you.” I tell him.
Marco lightly laughs and pushes me away so that he’s able to see my face. I look down at my hands, not wanting to meet his eyes. I was afraid of what I might see in them. Marco lightly growls and used his hands to lift my chin up, forcing me to look up into his eyes.
Marco looked tired. He looked older as well and his eyes were red and he had bags under them.
“ How long was I asleep?” I asked him.
“ One week.” he tells me.
I nod, understanding that I was passed out far too long for it to be healthy. But then, who wouldn’t pass out from the experience I had. I look back up to Marco.
“ What happened?” I asked.
“ What, before or after Evin threw you to the ground?” Marco asked.
His words made me flashback to when I had hurt Mika and Jace….
Mika, Jace.
“ How are they?” I ask quickly. I was afraid that I had hurt them so much for them to hate me. I wouldn’t blame them of course, but I was being possessed by three freaking demons from…. never mind, the point was that they should at least forgive me before they stop being my friends. Marco began to caress my cheek as he answered me.
“ Mika is fine, when she woke up a few hours later after you passed out, she asked about you. We told her you were fine and she understands it was the demons that were doing that to her….”
“No,” I interrupt Marco, shaking my head, “ It wasn’t all completely the demons’ fault. I still had some of my own consciousness when I did that. I was just too angry to see what I was doing myself. I have to tell her that. I need her to forgive me with the fact that I did to her as well and not just the demons. I have to tell Jace that too.” I tell him.
Marco shakes his head.
“ Not right now, Nina, they went to buy some food and medicine and a few other things with the witches so they won’t be back till nightfall. And you need rest.” he tells me.
I pout, annoyed that he’s trying to order me around.
“ Not until You tell me what happened.” I tell him, crossing my arms.
“ Which part, Nina?” He sighs out.
“ The part where I’m going to stick something spiky up your ass if you don’t answer the question you know well I’m asking.” I threaten him.
My threat seemed to make Marco smile, something that I hadn’t seen in what felt like centuries. I liked that Marco was smiling for something I said.
“ Thats the Nina I know.” he tells me, caressing my cheek again.
I smack his hand away, blushing a little in the process. I didn’t like blushing so i annoyed me that I did anyways.
“ Just tell me what happened.” I tell him, not looking at him anymore.
“ Well, I wasn’t there but everyone seems to be telling me the same thing.” He begins.
“ Get on with it.”
Marco pauses before he continues.
“ After Evin threw you to the ground, and after he heard you whisper ‘you’re right’ you screamed you lungs out. You kept yelling out to stop the pain, you begged for mercy and you kept begging to just let it all end. Evin tried to calm you down but from the torturous pain he was seeing in your face, he could only yell at the witches to hurry up and help you, to make you stop screaming what no one wanted to hear. Din began to draw the demons out but it was too much for him. He then made a star circle with the help of Melissa and Meave and then all three of them began to chant some kind of ritual. The ritual and spell wasn’t long, only a minute or two, before they finally placed a glass bowl, made out of the most purest things and cleaned in holy water, and sucked the demos out.
The ritual took a lot of the energy you had because the demons were using it against you. That was what made you pass out. I was surprised that you had enough energy to last a week without water or blood. After you passed out, The pain inside me, the pain I was feeling that was coming from you stopped. I knew that was bad so I used the bond to get to you. I saw the mess that happened and told them to tell me every detail that had happened. The witches and Evin were trying to help you heal. You were internally bleeding to Evin was sucking your blood and returning it to you clean. The witches were doing something to patch you up, which I didn’t know what that was but it seemed to be working. I helped by trying to heal you with the bond I had to you. Once you were recovering nicely, we cleaned up the mess we made and took you back to Din’s house, which we’re in now.”
By the time he ends, Marco is hugging me.
“ Well, I should be thanking all of you for saving my life.” I say softly.
I was never going to live this down. I had actually screamed to make everything stop. I really had got to learn when to keep my mouth shut. Ah, fucking A, this sucked more than sucking an unwashed, dirty dick.
“ You should, Nina, because you don’t know how terror you put us through. You especially scared the life out of me because for a few seconds, your heart had stopped.” he confessed to me.
I stopped mentally whipping my head when he told me that. I checked the bond we hand and felt that it was still there. That was strange.
“ Wait, I thought that once the a master dies, the changelings were free from his control?”
I felt Marco’s chin move, meaning that he was shaking his head.
“ No, a bond between a master and its changeling is far more powerful than death itself. Yes, it can sometimes be weak enough that vampires can barely feel it, as if its not there but it can never be severed. Strong bonds, though, like ours are harder to weaken and sever, Nina, meaning that the moment you had died for a few seconds, I was in so much pain, it was much worse than the pain you were giving me while you were being possessed by the demons.” he informs me.
I grab both of Marco’s hands and hold them. Yeah, I was definitely never going to live this through. But for the moment, I let this caring bullshit moment pass, because, One, I was way too tired to move away, and far too lazy to stop it. I was beginning to feel sleepy so I placed my head on Marco’s lap.
“ Then I should say sorry twice. Once for the pain I gave you alive and once for the… the pain I gave you dead.” I said, yawning as I said the last part.
“ All is forgiven, my lady.” he tells me.
“ Don’t call me that.” I tell him, not really putting any heart into my words.
“ Of course.”
We were quiet for a moment, relishing in the silence that seemed to be comforting both of us. I was now really, really tired.
“ Marco?”
“ Yes?” He answers.
“ I gave Eddie a horrible death.” I tell him.
“ You didn’t kill him, Jace did.” he told me.
“ No, but I tortured him with demon magic.”
Marco placed his hands on my shoulders. I leaned more into him, loving the comfort I was finding in them.
“ He deserved it, though.” he tells me.
I turn around to see Marco’s beautiful eyes, shaking my head furiously in the process.
“ No, Marco,” I tell him, “ Yes, he did deserve to be tortured and be given death but he didn’t deserve to be tortured with demon magic. No one deserves that, not with demon magic… not with the last vision you have is the vision of hell… or Satan.” I whisper the last part as I turn back around. We went back into our original positions. I am shaking a little from the horrible memory of me seeing hell and Satan. I knew that I was only seeing the visions in the matter of minutes and a few seconds, less than five, if Marco’s story was true. That was enough time to traumatize me for the rest of my life. But Eddie had been seeing it for over twenty minutes. To see hell and Satan that long…. must have been the most horrible torture there has to be. I felt a horrible guilt over torturing him that way wash over me.
“ I’m the same monster he was, Marco, maybe even worse.” I mutter, shivering a little more violently.
“ No, you’re not, Nina. That wasn’t you back there.” Marco tries to console me but that doesn’t work.
“ But I part of me…”
I never got to finish because Marco interrupted me, his voice a little louder than before. “ No, Nina, I don’t care if you were partly there because I know, I can feel, that that person wasn’t you. And it will never be you so don’t compare yourself with that asshat.”
I smile a little, amused with the fact that Marco had partly cursed. It was enough to calm me enough to agree with him. For the moment, of course.
“ Besides, he’s dead so he can’t be tortured anymore.” he adds.
I shake my head again, more slowly, though. But this time I’m smiling and I feel a source of serenity surrounding me.
“ No, he’ll be tortured the right way in hell, with Satan.”
“ Yes, he’s not here anymore. He’ll torture you no more.” Marco said.
I nod, happy that my worst enemy had finally gone away. I was glad that he would never live to torture another soul again, especially me. Well, not in the living physical way but I had a gut feeling that he wouldn’t be leaving my dreams for a while. Damn and Fuck my gut for being right all the time. Still, I could now let part of my past go.Which reminded me….
“ What happened to the girls?” I asked Marco.
“ They’re all gone. After we cleaned them and took care of them for three days, they all decided to leave. They’re doing their own thing but they told us to thank you for what you did to them. I