2 - Rapture: Coveted Fae by L.V. Lane

Author:L.V. Lane [Lane, L.V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Coveted Fae#2
Publisher: Three Spires Creative, T.O.
Published: 2021-09-06T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Jacob

Idon’t even need to see her face to know that something is wrong.

“What has happened?” I demand as I climb up into the cage wagon.

She sits in the corner, tucked into a ball, head down, but her chin lifts as I approach. White-hot rage rips through me at seeing the black and purple bruise over her jawline.

My head swings back toward the bald bastard who has yet to lock the cage.

“Who?” I demand.

“I am not that fucking stupid,” he says.

I stalk toward him, ripping the door from his fingers as he goes to slam it shut.

“Too slow,” I bite out as I take him by the throat and slam him against the side of the cage. He tries to bring the club up, but I slam that against the cage as well. “You know about this?”

A couple of orcs give us a look over but decide not to interfere. Over the few weeks since we joined the war party, I have come to understand that the orcs rarely involve themselves in the business of bondservants, preferring to leave the other bondservants to tend to matters. They don’t like killing, but anything short of killing is ignored.

“It was Dolan,” Winter says, dragging my mind from the fantasy where I beat the smug, bald bastard’s head into the cage wall until he talks.

Dolan? I seem to recall that being the name of the toothless bastard who holds a grudge.

“Where is he?” I hiss into the bondservant’s face.

He thumbs over his shoulder.

I jerk away. “Take me,” I say.

“Jacob!”

“Stay here, mistress,” I say. I can’t look at her bruised face. Not yet. I want to fall to my knees and beg her to forgive me and my negligence in a way that I cannot even blame on the binding.

But I need to deal with this first. I know the way of bondservants, the hierarchy that is sometimes built upon shared trust and sometimes brute force. Instinctively, I know which of the two methods Dolan will respond to.

Not giving Winter a chance to reply, I shove the bondservant ahead of me toward the sprawling camp.

I storm through, sinking deeper within myself, vision tunneling and focus absolute. I must be projecting my intentions, because I pick up a crowd of followers the farther I stalk.

I find him, the toothless bastard, sitting in the entrance to a tent. His head lifts. Seeing me, he surges to his feet. We meet, a clash of two alphas, both knowing after we’re finished, only one of us will stand. But he is only a bondservant and, while he must be tough to survive, I am a trained warrior.

When we first arrived, swept through the portal, I used every trick I knew to take down the Blighten scum.

Now I have no weapons, but neither does he.

We lay into one another; the meaty thuds are loud as my fists connect with his flesh. His pained grunts and wheezes are music to my ears. I beat him using fists, elbows, and knees to good effect, transitioning seamlessly from one move to the next.

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