A Blade of Wrath and Secrets: Omnibus Mystic Chained by Moore Daphne & Andersen Lacey Carter

Author:Moore, Daphne & Andersen, Lacey Carter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-08-15T00:00:00+00:00

We appeared in a park, one I recognized from walking with Dmitri and Kara. I hurried to keep up with Walker’s long strides. Annoyance pricked at me after he glanced down at me and slowed his pace.

“How are the Dumonts?”

“They’re fine. Silver got Greene’s family to withdraw the contract yesterday. Robert Dumont took on additional security. Even if the Wolves get a fix on your location, and pursue you for no money, I’ve got good security. A night or two more, hopefully spent with me, to be sure everyone knows the contract is void, and you can go back. I dropped by to talk with them and see that Kara was fine. I met her younger brother, Dmitri. Is there something you’d like to tell me about, Alys?

I glanced over at him. “Probably. But not just now. It’s hard to talk about.”

He took my hand and kissed it, then resumed walking. The setting sun illuminated a perfect early summer day, gilding bright leaves, and flowers planted along the clean, broad sidewalk. Expensive clothing and wealthy people sauntered past us, even as Walker took us down a side street. The sheer luxury on display set my teeth on edge as excess competed with unobtrusive wealth.

I’d seen decent people die for want of a tenth of the extravagance parading by us. I saw it when I was in Capitol with Dmitri, but it hadn’t lost its ability to infuriate me.

Curious glances skittered away from Walker’s cold eyes and set expression. I hoped to master the understated menace he projected. Mine, often too blatant, sometimes backfired. His dark suit fitted him perfectly, a richer fabric and cut than the clothing I'd seen him in Outside. The red gem he bore caught the light. It shone pale against his deeply tanned skin.

I shivered as a sharp breeze caught me. Capitol’s elevation, even in a hollow between mountains, caused the nights to become chilled fast. They didn’t bother with as much weather control in the evenings, and the weather witches did nothing for free.

That bright to mind darkness, cold, more unfinished business…

“Where is the shadow? Is it still confined?” I asked. “And the shadow doesn’t have any of me in it, right? Just the Wendigo?”

“In my workroom, and none of you. I can’t say if it’s only the Wendigo without more research; I think the shadow contains a portion of the soul of whoever it's possessing.”

“Show it to me.”

“Soon. Do you want to borrow my jacket?” he asked, though he didn’t look my way.

I nodded.

His coat, still warm, draped around me. It smelled of him: leather, pine, and sage. The direction of the breeze shifted, and I smelled blood on him. Why didn’t I notice that by the ruin when he first arrived?

I’d been too rushed.

“Are you hurt?”

“Eh? No. Someone I had to audit decided to kill himself and the blood got on me, too. It happens. Idiot. It wasn’t an executable offense. I’d just debriefed to security when you appeared.” His voice was weary.

“Turn here.

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