The Lonely God novel Chapter 14

-HER-

Suddenly, I am being tugged back by my jacket and turned around roughly. I tug my jacket back from his hold before growling at him. He growls at me and black flames ooze off his body. That's when I come to my senses and realize that I just growled at a god.

Well done, Nefret.

"Who're you talking to Nefret?" Mom asks and I could literally feel my grave being dug deeper than six feet.

With mom constantly rapping on the door and his presence in my room, I seemed to have lost my ability to conjure any thoughts.

I look at Arles. Black flames are oozing off his body and there's this guttural air to his presence that makes my bones shiver. His head turns towards the door before he lifts his hand and point it towards it. Black fire emits from his hand and hits the door making mom go silent instantly.

My eyes grow bigger than saucers and my jaw drops to the floor. What did he do to her? In the next moment, I am racing to the door before opening it and peeking outside. Mom is walking away from my room as if nothing happened.

What did he do? Did he hurt her? If he did then I am going to kill him, god or dog, I don't care.

I shut the door and turn to face him.

"What did you do?" I ask urgently feeling the rage suppressed by me all these years rising inside me like a high tide with promises to wash everything away.

He steps forward, I could feel his eyes set on me, watching me like a predator, calculating my next move. I clench my fists and jaw and glare right at him.

"Why are you here?" I growl, breaking the silence in the room. Suddenly, I am being thrown off across the room, my back hits my book shelf before I kiss the floor with a loud thud. Several books fall over me. I groan and see him step in front of me.

"I am not your mother. I won't tolerate it if you speak to me like that. You're already in trouble..." He trails off as he sees me trying to get up. I wince at the pain at the right side of my body. I must have broken a rib or two, "and I won't mind making this harder for you." As he completes, he's leaning down in front of me. His face his dangerously close to me and whenever his cold breath blows on my face, I shiver. His threat hangs fresh in the air, making it hard for me to breathe.

I somehow get up, my body shaking from the effect. The hit was hard. He gets up and steps away, his hooded head turned towards me. His eyes are watching me warily from under the shadow of the hood.

When I finally get up, he starts speaking.

"I am here for your second task. You need to come with me." The powerful and regal tone in his voice tells me that he won't take a 'no' for an answer from me. I have to go with him to whichever hellhole he has decided to take me.

I nod, my body screaming in pain and my mind, in agony.

Like last night, we climb down the window of my bedroom. It was hard for me but with all the pain in my body, I somehow manage to carry myself.

"What's the second ta-"

"Shut up." He growls as I follow him through the snow. The sun has not set yet and it's still snowing like it always does. He led me to the forest at the back of our house.

While I followed him, I kept thinking of the next task. What would it be? Would he send me to slay a dragon and bring its intestines? Or would it be something worst?

I try to talk to him but the dangerous and powerful vibes that emanated off him was all the motivation I needed to keep my mouth shut. We walked deeper into the forest. I traced his large and heavy footsteps with my small and light ones.

The trees had started to thicken and now their naked branches clouded the sky that was hardly recognizable. The angry wheezes of wind along with low hisses and calling of unknown creatures put me on alert.

"Catch it."

"What's with you wanting people's things?" My mouth speaks on its own.

A thundering growl rings throughout the forest before I am being picked up by my neck. As my feet leave the ground, his hold on my neck becomes tighter, squeezing my windpipe shut. I start choking, my hands trying to pry his hand off my neck.

I am kicking my feet in the air in a desperate attempt to get off his hold. If he doesn't let me go soon then I might die of suffocation.

Black spots start to appear in my vision as his icy cold hand tightens its grip around my neck. My head is throbbing due to lack of oxygen and my lungs are screaming at me to provide them with oxygen.

Suddenly he lets go of me and I fall on the snow with a thud, choking and gagging.

"Next time, I won't mind gripping a little harder to shut that mouth of yours forever," he warns as I catch up on my breath. It takes me some moments to compose myself.

"I give you two sunsets and one sunrise to catch it..." He trails off as he looks at the sun that disappears under the horizon, leaving the sky deserted and dark.

"One sunset is over, "

"But-" I try to speak but stop when I reminisce about what just happened moments ago. He turns around to look at me, scorching my skin with his heated gaze.

"I... I'll catch it."