Castor (Sons of the Fallen Book 2) by Jaclyn Osborn

Author:Jaclyn Osborn [Osborn, Jaclyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-08-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Kyo

“I didn’t know there were female Nephilim before we came here,” I said as Castor and I walked through the marketplace.

We had been on the island for three full days. Despite being on edge when we’d first arrived, I was finding the atmosphere—and the people—refreshing.

“Yep, there are a lot, actually.” Castor stopped to admire a shiny trinket on a market stand. Gems sparkled along the silver bracelet, and his eyes sparkled right along with them. Reluctantly, he placed it back down and kept walking. “Most of the original two hundred fallen were male, but they had daughters. Other angels have fallen since then, female and male alike.”

“Oh.” I looked around, seeing women laughing outside a small café. Children ran by. One of the boys unfurled his wings and lifted into the air. “How does that work?”

“When Nephilim have children, regardless if their mate is human or not, the children will have Nephilim blood too. Wings and all. So there are thousands of Nephilim now.”

“Makes sense.”

The island was like a blend of modern and a more traditional way of life. The market reminded me of ones I’d read about from ancient times or seen at renaissance festivals, but there were also restaurants, a café, a blacksmith shop, and even a place for ice cream and frozen yogurt.

It was a thriving community where they not only lived by their own rules but could also be themselves. I looked up as three Nephilim teenagers flew overhead, laughing as they swiped a smoothie from one of the women at the café.

“You little brat!” she said. “I’m telling your mother.”

Castor chuckled at them before slipping his hand into mine. He quickly pulled away though, second-guessing himself.

We’d had sex the night before and had woken in each other’s arms that morning. He’d even kissed me before we’d gotten out of bed. But weirdness remained between us. It probably always would. Until the day I had to leave him.

“Hold my damn hand, Red.” Our palms slid together as I threaded our fingers. “I’ll only bite you if you want me to.”

Grinning, he gently squeezed my fingers and kept walking. The September day was warm, but I could feel a slight shift in the air as the season prepared to change. I hated the reminder that summer was ending. Autumn would soon turn into winter. And I wasn’t ready for winter.

I held his hand tighter.

“Look who it is.” Castor nodded to something in front of us.

Titan exited the blacksmith shop carrying a bulging bag that clinked when he walked. He hadn’t warmed up to us much over the past three days, but he no longer glared like he wanted to kill us. He was on our side. Seeing us, he gave a sharp nod before heading toward the field where the others waited.

“They needed more weapons for training?” I asked.

“Yeah. For killing too, probably. The warriors here know how to fight, but they haven’t faced hordes of demons before. A small sword won’t cut it.”

Baxter had told his people about the alliance, and warriors from the island had vowed to serve.

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