Becoming Bad (The Becoming Novels) by Raven Jess & Black Paula

Author:Raven, Jess & Black, Paula [Raven, Jess]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Raven and Black
Published: 2013-06-29T22:00:00+00:00

NO CONTEST

Standing in line at the vanguard of assembled warriors, Fite had a one-track mind. From the moment she’d swept in and silenced the arena, his sharp eyes never left the female. He took in everything, from the possessive hand Mac had welded to the base of her spine, to the easy conversation that passed between them. And when she wasn't looking, he noticed how the King's eyes strayed to her face, with a look that confirmed Fite's worst suspicions.

‘You see his neck?’ Tyr growled.

Fite inclined his head in a tight nod. The King was wearing her teeth marks in his throat like a damn badge of honour.

‘That’s some hickey,’ Tyr said.

‘Shit.’ Fite groaned. MacTire was balls-deep, goo-goo eyes infatuated with the girl. All the harder to convince him she was trouble.

At the King’s call, Tyr stepped forward, and Fite’s eyes tracked the boy as he stepped up to his much larger opponent. He took his seat to watch with a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. His félag’s son’s angelic, adolescent appearance was deceptive. Though the boy had been young and fatherless when they were cursed, Fite had taken him under instruction. He knew well those wiry muscles packed a lethal combination of power, precision and ruthless bloodlust. Tyr could turn their underestimation to his advantage. Nobody brought their A-game to an underdog.

At his death, Tyr’s father had sworn Fite to raising the boy like a son, and as he watched him get down to the fight, his chest swelled with a fatherly pride. Every blow landed, every tear of flesh and rip of fur, Fite encouraged from the sidelines with growls and shouts and fistpunches to the air, revelling in the violence. The entire crowd was buzzing from the high, howling their pleasure, spurring on the bloodshed. As one they rose to their feet, roaring approval as Tyr took the larger animal down to deal the winning blow.

But a single, dissenting voice rose above the crowd, a female voice.

In unison, a hundred heads whipped up from the action to the King’s seat, where the air was crackling, shimmering around Ashling DeMorgan’s body like a mirage. The cry of ‘stop’ morphed into a sinister howl and all hell broke loose. Where the girl had stood, a massive red wolf reared up, teeth bared and snarling. And from its back …

‘Wings.’ Fite’s throat went dry. ‘It’s got fucking wings.’

Their broad, black-feathered span spread and flapped, whipping up currents of air. It howled again, a mournful cry to the skies, before launching itself from its stone perch to land squarely in the centre of the arena. Tyr was wrenched from his opponent and tossed aside. The boy’s human form crumpled in the dirt like a limp sack of bones and a wave of dread stopped Fite’s heart dead in his chest. Fury rode hard in its wake. Ominous black silhouettes swept overhead, obliterating the sky. Chaos reigned, wolves and men milling about, running for cover from the unmistakable shrieks of the raveners.

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