Dark Swan by Yumoyori Wilson

Author:Yumoyori Wilson [Wilson, Yumoyori]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Dark Fantasy, Urban Fantasy
Published: 2019-05-18T16:00:00+00:00

17

Sophia

I attempted to focus on the blurry face that was looming over me.

I felt like my lungs were on both waterlogged and on fire, but beyond that, I couldn’t feel any part of my body.

I attempted to sit up. I was positioned against a tree. The figure helped maneuver me and held onto my back. Was this person Thom or one of the guards? The man wasn’t dressed like them, but I was frightened to my core because I was still trying to remember what had happened.

The last thing I could recall before this blurry shadow of a figure emerged over me was watching the wind back at the slave camp with Thom. The wind had been fierce and had blown the wagon over that we had been riding in as we wandered along on the trails that seemed to go on forever through the mountainous woods.

I didn’t remember falling into the frigid, churning river. The last thing I could recall was flailing my arms and struggling to keep my head afloat. I felt the heaviness of my wings on my back; they were saturated with water too.

I blinked and my vision began to clear. I found myself staring at a beautiful stranger with dark hair and piercing blue eyes that were as stunning as the shimmering river under the light of the sun.

But it wasn’t sunny now, and a steady rain was drenching me even further than I already was. I was soaked to the bone and shivering involuntarily. Every muscle in my body twitched and convulsed as hypothermia threatened to ravage me.

The man with the gorgeous eyes and the muscular body continued to inspect me with curiosity and concern etched onto his features. He narrowed his eyes and crouched down to my level. He was gigantic, taller than any other man — or person, for that matter — that I had ever encountered back in the village.

He draped a blanket over me and began rubbing my arms to create friction. Inside of my mind, I was screaming. I knew that I should try to run away because I didn’t know who this man was or what he was capable of. But I was too weak and freezing to move a single muscle in my frozen body. My arms and legs were red and raw from the bitter cold of the river, and my fingers and toes were purple. I was afraid that I was going to go into hypothermic shock.

“It’s going to be okay,” he whispered softly.

My teeth chattered violently. I couldn’t feel my lips. My hair felt cold and matted to my neck and cheeks.

“Who are you?” he asked after several minutes.

I was still in recovery mode, trying to make sense of what had happened and gather my bearings.

I met his gaze. He didn’t appear to be angry or territorial. I didn’t want to tell him who I was yet because I was still trying to decide whether or not I could trust him. It was a difficult decision to make in such a short amount of time, but I had to say something.

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