Alliances (Guardians of White Light, #1) Read Online Free

directly in front of him. He was so fast that they didn’t even have the chance to react to defend themselves before the stakes pierced their hearts.
    He heard Arthur bellowing orders as the dust from the two dead soldiers obstructed the vision in the room. But his words were faint, distanced, as Mathias let his instincts wash over him. The fight was all.
    The two remaining soldiers rushed him from his left and right. The soldier to his right reached him first. Mathias jabbed his elbow into his ribs. His fist smashed into his face. The soldier was disorientated and wavered on his feet. But before Mathias could finish it, his senses screamed at him. The soldier to his left! He shot out his foot behind him, forcing his opponent back.
    He ripped his broadsword from its sheath at his belt and spun it around in his hands with the fluidity of a well-seasoned expert swordsman. He smiled as the two remaining soldiers attempted their approach.
    He swung. Once. Twice.
    Their decapitated bodies exploded into dust before they hit the ground.
    He heard the sounds of footsteps coming down the hall. He had to leave. There was no telling how many more soldiers were on their way. He bolted for the door.
    As his hand gripped the door frame, he felt a disturbance in the air around him. Something was cutting through the air towards him! He failed to turn around in time. He felt a white hot pain shoot through his upper arm. He eyed his right arm. A dagger had penetrated all the way through, pinning him to the wood of the door frame.
    “That’s gotta hurt,” he heard Arthur say to Silas behind him.
    Mathias gritted his teeth. The pain was searing. He was just glad that he wasn’t human. If he had been, the wound would have caused him to bleed to death in a matter of seconds. The blade had severed an artery. For him, it was just the crippling pain that he had to worry about.
    He could hear the footsteps outside getting louder. He could feel Arthur and Silas approaching him cautiously. He had to do something now!
    His hand grasped the handle of the dagger. He braced himself. And then he ripped it out in one swift motion. Growling and cursing he forced himself to focus on the situation around him and force back the pain. Focus! Focus!
    He eyed Arthur and Silas over his shoulder and saw that Arthur’s hand was still in throwing position.
    “You’re both fools,” he rasped.
    Before either of them could respond he was gone.
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER FOUR
     
     
    Mathias growled against the searing pain in his arm as he slid the concrete slab back into place above his head. He staggered forward towards his office.
    And that was when he felt a presence. Gabriella .
    “What are you doing here?” he demanded as he heaved the heavy door aside and headed to the back of the office where all his medical supplies resided.
    He felt her behind him before he saw her. And it incensed him. He didn’t want company right now. He needed to tend to his wound. And his ire. He wasn’t sure which bore more intensity—the crippling pain or his rage.
    “What happened to you?” she asked, as she watched him remove his balled up leather jacket from his right arm and throw it across the room.
    He grabbed a roll of gauze and emitted a low growl as he avoided her glance and stumbled to his desk. He gritted his teeth from the pain as he lifted his t-shirt over his head and tossed it on the dirtied ground. “Go home,” he ordered as he slumped into his leather desk chair and snatched up the gauze with a trembling hand.
    “You’re drenched in blood,” she said.
    Really? I hadn’t noticed. “Yes,” he seethed. He glanced down at himself. He’d managed to ebb the spurting blood from his right arm with his leather jacket, but it had soaked through his black tee onto his hands, his chest, the waistband of his jeans. He was a mess.
    “Are you gonna die?” she asked, her eyes wide with curiosity more than concern.
    What? “We’re vampires ,