Wave of Memories: The Sons of the Zodiac by Addison Fox Read Free Book Online

was wait.
    Wait as the drops of water were dragged from the earth, pulled from the nearby roots of the trees, dredged from every last blade of grass beneath his feet.
    Wait as his body channeled its magnificent gifts, those bestowed by Themis when she turned him into a lethal instrument of justice.
    Wait while he maintained a death grip on his enemy, that creature who dared to touch Meg.
    Then it broke, like a proverbial dam bursting, as water pressed in on them from all sides. Aidan was immune to it, managing through it as if there were no change to his environment, while his opponent struggled against the new threat.
    Water coalesced around the Destroyer, swirling around them and invading from every molecule of air that surrounded their bodies. The water’s footprint was a small, concentrated force of energy that wrapped around them in a tight vise. It pressed inward while channeling all the electricity in the Destroyer’s body, turning it back on the asshole in heavy bursts.
    Within seconds, Aidan had the opportunity he was waiting for.
    He lifted his hands and snapped the Destroyer’s neck with skills honed over more centuries than he cared to count. As the body went limp under his touch, Aidan dropped the body and pulled back on his gift.
    The threat was over.
    It was only when he glanced in Meg’s direction that he realized his mistake.
    The Destroyer’s partner—and they always traveled in pairs—had Meg by the throat as he pressed her to the ground.
    *  *  *
    Meg gasped for breath. Spots colored her vision as she fought desperately for air, her fingers scrabbling at the hands that held her pinned.
    Think!
Her mind screamed, even as she simply fought to survive.
    Think and find a way to use your gifts
.
    Her last vision had been of Aidan, locked in his own battle, oblivious to the silent threat who now had her in his hold.
    The fury that lived inside of her rose up and fought to battle at the unconsciousness threatening to pull her under. She had to stay coherent.
    Had to stay in the moment.
    Had to fight back.
    Drawing on the anger that always seemed to simmer just under the surface, she pushed out with her hands, swinging in a wild arc. Although she missed the Destroyer’s head, she hit him just hard enough on the shoulder to dislodge his hand slightly.
    The move was enough to give her even more reason to stay conscious and she swung once more before he could readjust himself.
    Before he could regain his tight grip on her throat.
    The hit connected with his jaw and she vaguely heard a grunt. Despite the greater power she’d managed to imbue in the hit, his grip didn’t lessen any further.
    His hold didn’t falter.
    As she tried to ball her fist for a third hit, the world faded to black.

CHAPTER FIVE
    An unholy scream escaped his throat as Aidan leaped on the back of Meg’s attacker. The distance between them couldn’t have been more than ten yards, but it had taken forever to reach her. Like the world had slowed to a crawl as he tried to get to her.
    To stop what was happening to her.
    And now all he felt was a blind rage as he dragged the Destroyer off of Meg, his hands moving to the throat with unerring precision.
    Aidan twisted the neck in a tight grip, oblivious to the electricity that ran up and down his arms. He continued to twist after the life force evaporated under his hands and the body collapsed in on itself, an empty husk.
    Disgusted, he threw the rapidly disintegrating vessel on the ground as he dropped next to Meg. Gathering her up in his arms, he crooned in her ear, mindless words meant to offer comfort.
    Comfort to whom, he had no idea.
    “Come on, baby. Come on.”
    His hand went to her neck—an immortal’s one place of vulnerability—as he sought a pulse. Desperation gripped him when he felt none.
    Laying her back on the ground, he found the slope of her chest and pressed his hands there, pushing, again and again, desperate to feel the life inside of her.
    Frantic to feel her