Claiming the Prince: Book One by Avery Cora

Author:Avery, Cora [Avery, Cora]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2015-10-16T07:00:00+00:00

DAMION WOKE HER in the dark hours of early morning. “Your watch.”

She nodded, shaking off the heaviness of sleep. He lay down, falling at once into snoring.

The fire ebbed low, the air chill. She stirred the embers and threw a few more branches onto the flames.

They hadn’t come as far she’d hoped they would, not yet across the gulf. But Anqa and Gur needed to rest and hunt and then rest some more. They’d settled in a damp hemlock forest on a tiny island not far from the southern coasts of the Pixie Lands. Or so Honey claimed. They sheltered beneath a high cliff, where Anqa could roost. Against the moonlight, the hulking silhouette of the roc cut an imposing figure, like a giant gargoyle. Gur snoozed not far off, having licked the blood from the boar he’d eaten earlier off of his paws. Still, the lingering iron tang churned her stomach.

The fire crackled steadily, its glow illuminating Honey’s pretty, slumbering face. The nymph lay curled not far from where Damion sprawled. Magda took a long drink from one of Damion’s water gourds. He’d also brought ropes, a couple of blankets, and some food from Poppy.

She nabbed a hunk of bread from the basket and strolled out of the firelight’s reach.

Kaelan was on his back on the opposite side of the fire from Honey.

She squatted down next to him. His eyes were closed, his breathing deep and rhythmic.

“Want to do some training?” she said, tearing apart the bread.

His eyes opened. “I should be sleeping.”

“But you’re not,” she said, holding out half of the bread to him.

He propped up on his elbow and took the bread. “It’s unusual, isn’t it?”

“What?” she asked, then took a bite of the bread.

“Our . . . connection,” he said, sitting up.

“Unusual for a Pixie, yes,” she said carefully.

His face fell. “But I’m not a Pixie.”

She stood up. “We don’t have to talk about it.”

“Don’t you think we should?”

She snorted, smiling. “Why?”

He touched the raised dragon-knots on his coat. “It’s not the same as it is with him.”

“Are you asking or telling me?” she said.

“Why is it different?” he asked.

“Because you’re not him,” she said, standing. “Now, get up, so I can kick your ass.”

She strode away, finding a private spot to relieve herself. After walking the perimeter, she met Kaelan down at the stream just below their camp, where he was cupping water into his mouth.

He started to turn, but she thrust out her foot, hitting him in the back and knocking him into the water.

He came up sputtering and dripping. “Why did you—?”

“You’re off-balance and off-guard.” She hopped across a couple of stones and took position on a large flat one. “Draw your swords.”

He glared up at her, rivulets cutting over his face, tracing his scar before running down his jaw and dripping.

She held out her hands. “All I want you to do is knock me off this rock.”

“Then why don’t I just push you?”

She smiled, shrugging. “Go ahead and try.”

Lazily, he reached out to hook her knee with his hand.

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