Daemon’s Kiss: A Dark Paranormal Romance (Atiernan Book 2): Daemon Blade Book 2 by Lana Sky

Author:Lana Sky [Sky, Lana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lana Sky
Published: 2022-06-19T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter

Thirteen

With the increasing sentinel attacks wreaking havoc on his people, Atiernan could admit that it took far more than a little violence, doubt, and magic to unsettle him.

Combine all three within the package of a slender woman, however, and the resulting creature just might have been his match.

Miranda, the witch, seated across from him, her hair unbound and damp from her bath, unsettled him in a way he hadn’t felt ever. She aroused emotions in him he’d thought long since buried. She made him feel things he didn’t think were capable of being felt by a daemon.

She made him recall the twisted remnants of a physical state he hadn’t embodied in too many years to list. She made him feel human.

And humans were prone to the one emotion he couldn’t risk feeling ever again—fear.

“Okay, we are here,” Peony said with a hasty glance over her shoulder. “I suggest you explain the meaning behind this.”

Atiernan knew the mage was just as uneasy as he was. Despite her penchant for eavesdropping, it seemed as though the woman wasn’t quite comfortable with having two half-breeds within touching distance of each other. Miranda sat on one end of the table, and the hybrid Marcus lingered by the door. Only Atiernan stood in between him and the witch—a position that wasn’t by coincidence.

“Speak,” Peony commanded.

“I think my mother was meant to kill me at birth,” Miranda began, her eyes downcast, and her skin so pale he itched to feel her head for a sign of a fever. “It would have been demanded, in fact, by the coven elders after the destruction of the light wood tree. Our customs call for those of such corruption to be slain on holy ground, so that their blood might replenish the favor the gods had revoked. In this case, that would have meant the grounds of the lightwood tree.”

“Describe this place,” Peony insisted.

Miranda leaned back in her chair, her jaw tight with concentration. “It is a grove in the heart of the forest we call home. A protected area, guarded by strong magic. Only the highest-ranked members of the coven can access the tree directly. Where it once stood is now charred, blackened earth.”

“Ah, but right after your birth, I’m sure that land would have been a direct conduit to our Marcus. Fresh blood dripped into the waiting maw of a newborn baby Raeth. Oh, dear.” Peony clucked her tongue and began to pace.

“I don’t understand,” Atiernan spoke up. “If Liva did seal her son in the sacred tree, and he was freed with the birth of a half-daemon. Why would a sacrifice matter?”

If anything, he suspected Liva would prefer two half-breeds to fund her twisted magic rather than one.

“You forget,” Peony eyed him, chewing on her lower lip. “Raeths are not born—not with the gifts that have cursed us to live the life we have. They are made. With a sacrifice. You remember when Beth was born? That day I fed her a few drops of my own blood so that she would quickly learn to control her hunger.

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