Humiliating. That was the only way to describe how Eli had left the shapeshifter’s office. He had slunk out like a lowly prisoner instead of the high class CEO he really was. No one had ever degraded him like Autumn had and he wouldn’t allow her to get away with it. The doors of the infirmary were thin and he had heard every little part of Autumn’s silly plan. And now, it was finally time to take full control of his life. Autumn would rue the day she thought she could take Osborn Inc. from him.
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Sitting in his office, staring at the faces of Caspian and Autumn was simply hilarious. He had won; he had control and they had actually thought they could infiltrate his compound. Laughing, he spun around his chair a few times to let off the …show more content…
The shapeshifters (many of them animals now) were fighting valiantly, but his men were better trained and winning. A lioness sailed past Eli in a long leap, but her elegant legs became tangled in a length of rope set out by a logger. A hummingbird flitted up through the trees, buzzing here and there, but even his quick wing beats could not outfly the net that enclosed him. The shapeshifters were attempting to use axes and other machinery to beat his men, and although his men received blows and scratches, they could not be overpowered. The ground was stained red with blood. Eli closed his eyes to take it in, hearing the screaming and the roaring and the yowling. A vision of Emily appeared from behind the veil of death, her curly blond hair shining against his …show more content…
“Because I love you, and it hurts, so when they’re in pain, it makes mine seem less,” Eli replied. His eyes opened once more, shoving vision Emily back into death where she belonged. She was nothing more than a bad memory now. He wandered through all the fighting, grabbing men here and there and they walked in silence through the woods. They reached the large boulder that marked the entrance to the shapeshifters hideout. “Set it on fire,” he ordered. “Set what on fire?” one of the men asked. “There’s a secret compound under this rock. I demand that you set it on fire,” Eli snapped. “How are we supposed to get under the rock?” the man asked. “I don’t know! Use an axe, roll it out of the way, just do something!” Eli turned back through the woods and stalked back through the trees. The undergrowth pulled at his suit and ripped a hole in his pants. Someday this forest would rue the day it ever tried to
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Sitting in his office, staring at the faces of Caspian and Autumn was simply hilarious. He had won; he had control and they had actually thought they could infiltrate his compound. Laughing, he spun around his chair a few times to let off the …show more content…
The shapeshifters (many of them animals now) were fighting valiantly, but his men were better trained and winning. A lioness sailed past Eli in a long leap, but her elegant legs became tangled in a length of rope set out by a logger. A hummingbird flitted up through the trees, buzzing here and there, but even his quick wing beats could not outfly the net that enclosed him. The shapeshifters were attempting to use axes and other machinery to beat his men, and although his men received blows and scratches, they could not be overpowered. The ground was stained red with blood. Eli closed his eyes to take it in, hearing the screaming and the roaring and the yowling. A vision of Emily appeared from behind the veil of death, her curly blond hair shining against his …show more content…
“Because I love you, and it hurts, so when they’re in pain, it makes mine seem less,” Eli replied. His eyes opened once more, shoving vision Emily back into death where she belonged. She was nothing more than a bad memory now. He wandered through all the fighting, grabbing men here and there and they walked in silence through the woods. They reached the large boulder that marked the entrance to the shapeshifters hideout. “Set it on fire,” he ordered. “Set what on fire?” one of the men asked. “There’s a secret compound under this rock. I demand that you set it on fire,” Eli snapped. “How are we supposed to get under the rock?” the man asked. “I don’t know! Use an axe, roll it out of the way, just do something!” Eli turned back through the woods and stalked back through the trees. The undergrowth pulled at his suit and ripped a hole in his pants. Someday this forest would rue the day it ever tried to