Allyson James - 03 Dragon Master by Allyson James

Author:Allyson James
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-08-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Seth flew free again, arrowing over the city and the glittering Bay Bridge that linked it to the inland cities. Beyond that, a few hundred miles east, he felt mountains, sharp and tall like those of his own home.

If he was free, he’d go there and see them, if he didn’t simply tear back to Dragonspace.

Carol had nearly commanded him to give her his dragon fire, and Zhen had been right to stop her. She wasn’t ready to handle his power. The first night he’d met her, when he’d been enraged that she’d called him forth and bound him to her, he might have let his fire kill her and be done.

He stopped the thought no. He remembered the softness of Carol’s body under his when he’d pinned her against the car, the startled look in her eyes, the scent of her that still drove him crazy. He’d never have hurt her, and he didn’t want to hurt her now.

He flew back to the place where he’d vanished from Saba, the first of Danny Lok’s addresses he and Saba had stopped to check. He didn’t see Saba’s car there, which meant she’d sensibly left instead of trying to investigate on her own.

Seth streamed into the empty building before he solidified, to find himself in another dark and cold place. The earthquake damage had been a little more severe in this part of town, likely because the buildings were run down, many of them abandoned.

Seth looked about the small empty building and wrinkled his nose. A dark cloying odor permeated the room, something that spoke of more than disuse or decay.

Seth silently sent a tendril of flame above him to light his way and began to explore. In a corner he found a wooden trapdoor set in the floor, with enough broken slats to let through a draft of fetid air.

When he reached down and pried the door up, the stink hit him hard. Holding his breath, he propped open the door and sent his flame down into the darkness.

The sickly sweet smell of death had wrapped around the musty smell of damp. Seth peered into the hole for a long time, then made himself test the wooden stairs.

They seemed stable enough, and he started down, ready to turn to flame if they gave way.

At the bottom he found a rubble strewn basement.

This earthquake or a previous one had cracked the brick walls, and in one corner was a pile of dirt, bricks, and beams. In front of it were damp green smudges that glittered under his flame, all that was left of incubi.

“He was here, then,” Seth whispered.

He wondered, as he crouched near the three stains, whether the earthquake had killed the incubi or Lok’s hirelings had. There was no way of knowing that or whether they’d been the enhanced incubi or the usual brainless variety.

Help me.

The voice rasped in the air around him, cold and desperate and terrifying.

Seth stood up in a hurry. He’d heard the voice before, recognized the black aura that went with it, groping toward him with sticky threads.

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