Dark Soul by Tenaya Jayne

Author:Tenaya Jayne
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, paranormal romance, fantasy, fantasy romance, regia, legends of regia, tenaya jayne
Publisher: Tenaya Jayne

Chapter Nine

Netriet moved along the vendors, her vision sliding over the goods and trinkets for sale, not really seeing anything. She was doing all she could to lock down thoughts of yesterday. It frightened her more that the shadow had not mentioned it all morning. It remained silent, leaving her wondering why.

Music struck up behind her. She half turned but stopped dead when she heard people clapping and chanting Merick’s name over and over. She was not going to look at him, not going to watch him perform. She hadn’t yet controlled her unreasonable jealousy and anger over his secrecy. She kept her eyes down and moved over to the next row of vendors, where her vision would be obstructed by temporary tents if she gave into temptation and tried to look at him.

The sensation of being watched slithered up her spine again as it had the day before. Her muscles tensed as if she expected a strong wind to push her from behind, shivers sliding out onto her skin. She turned, her gaze captured and held. A jolt went through her stomach.

Oh, yes please. The shadow purred.

She could no longer hear the music in the square. All that was in her ears was the laborious pounding of her heart as though her pulse had slowed, or the passing of time had compressed in the moment.

Never had she seen anyone who seemed so wrong. Not beautiful like Merick, or Syrus, yet he was sexually compelling, devastatingly so. A small smile curved one side of his mouth, that some might say was built for sin, but Netriet saw deeper. He wasn’t built for sin, he was made of it. A personification of danger, allure, power, and quite possibly…evil.

She held still as he moved toward her, never for a second breaking his ruby gaze from hers. His long elf fingers reached out and took her hand, bringing it smoothly to his lips. Sparks and snaps erupted on her skin where his lips touched. Hot and cold moved up through her hand to her wrist, all the way up her arm, till the sensation entered her chest and burrowed into her heart. Another jolt shot through her stomach.

“At last I’ve found you,” he said. “My love, my destiny.”

“What do you mean?”

“Did you not feel the shiver and pull of the bond? I did. The second our eyes met, I felt it. You’re my mate.”

Netriet’s head swam as though she were sick or hallucinating. “What’s your name?”

He kissed her hand once again and smiled. “Baal. And yours?”

“Netriet,” she half squeaked.

“Come with me,” he whispered. The resonance of his voice was the fabric of seduction, and he wrapped it around her like silk.

He took her hand and led her away. It was like being caught in the tide. He pulled her from everything. She floated away from the Fair without a backward glance or thought. Powerless against this devastating gravity. A portal opened and swallowed them both. She hardly noticed. She held Baal’s hand. The hot and cold sensation continued to slide seemingly from his palm into hers.

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