Fate Of The Minotaur (Her Dragon's Bane 5) by Harmony Raines Page A

towards Lord Angus with precision and no mercy.
    “Tara,” Sybil said, placing her hand on the witch’s shoulder. “That is the one who will kill Lord Angus. We have to stop him.”
    “They are too far away,” Tara said, looking to where she pointed. “The dragons can’t get there.”
    “Then what? It’s all for nothing if he dies.”
    “Fin, can you go?” Tara pointed to the small group, now down to four, but still advancing.
    “Yes,” Fin said, his eyes filled with such blood lust it mirrored the fire in the vampire’s eyes.
    “No. He has to stay here where it is safe.”
    “I will be back before you know it,” he said and burst out from the circle of protection the dragons gave him, only narrowly missing being singed by dragon fire.
    She stared on in horror, but Fin seemed to delight in making vampires turn to dust. Small puffs of ash filled the air as he moved, wielding his sword expertly. Sybil could only pray he would be safe. And then he reached the small group, with what she presumed was Winston in the thick of it. He fought two at once, while the other two made their way forward.
    Fin used his sword to kill the first vampire, fending the other one off with a wooden stake when he went to jump on his back. Then he turned to where Winston had reached his goal. The Lord Angus was already fighting a vampire; he looked tired. It was as though he were a magnet to every vampire here. But of course, he would be, it was his death that would change the allegiance of the vampires of Hollowton. If he fell, they were doomed. Perhaps Winston had put a bounty on his head.
    The next part of the battle happened in slow motion to Sybil. Winston reached Lord Angus, raising his weapon above his head, a sharp wooden stake to pierce his heart. Fin intervened; he parried the first blow, but Winston had a second stake, which he jabbed upwards. Blood spurted into the air. Sybil felt the life leave her, the life Fin had awoken. There was only one creature living amongst these undead, only one that could bleed. And the blood caused the vampires to go into a frenzy, and Fin was lost amongst them.
     

Chapter Twenty-One - Fin
    He smelt the blood, and felt it sticky on his hand as he tried to cover his wound. Pain went through him, and then all he was aware of was the teeth, extended and ready to suck him dry. He slumped down to the floor, feeling the pull of hands, and then there was nothing. He slipped away, the darkness of the night filling his brain until he was no more.
    As he drifted in limbo, he felt himself pulled this way and that. And all he could think of was s o ends the life of the Minotaur, the terror of the Labyrinth . It was fitting he had died in such a way, consumed by creatures more evil than he, dying for a cause that would save more lives than he had ever taken.
    How long he slipped away for, he didn’t know. His only regret was that he had not spent more time with Sybil. But they had made love; he had told her of his feelings. She would go on without him, surrounded by his friends. He knew Serena and Charlotte would take care of her. He only hoped they would bury him by the sea, in the tiny cove where he had spent so many lonely days and nights.
    Would Sybil weep for him? He only hoped she would not turn away from Spellholm. He was scared she would blame herself for what had happened, for acting on her dreams. He sighed, finding comfort in her face as it danced in front of him. Behind her, a halo of light framed her head, making her look like an angel. Then a voice called him, and he knew this was the end. He let himself go, heading into the light, her beautiful face the last thing he would see before the real emptiness of death took him. Had he done enough to keep his soul from the dark underworld? Was the light he could see the light of heaven, a place where he could, perhaps, wait for her until her long life ended?
    “Fin.” The voice was hers. “Fin, wake up.”
    He fought to go to her, but that