Dawn of Chaos: Age Of Madness - A Kurtherian Gambit Series (The Caitlin Chronicles Book 1) by Daniel Willcocks & Michael Anderle

Author:Daniel Willcocks & Michael Anderle [Willcocks, Daniel]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2018-08-05T16:00:00+00:00

Sullivan sat a while longer in Mother Wendy’s. He liked watching the people, and though he hardly touched a sip of his mead, he enjoyed the ambiance of the tavern. From where he sat in the center of the room, he could hear almost everything. The rangers of Silver Creek were trained and attuned to listen to the quietest of sounds and to use their senses to maximum ability.

Despite what many of the others thought, Sullivan wasn’t as dumb as he appeared.

And now, several hours into the night, Sullivan had grown curious.

He had heard every word of Tyrell’s message and had himself wondered whether the girl might have been the one who had accompanied them a week ago. Dylan’s sister, somehow out in the wilds now, a survivor of the vampire attack.

Sullivan shuddered, remembering the vampire’s glowing eyes, the struggle and fight he had, and how close he had come to capturing her. She had been strong, but he had been stronger—at least until Caitlin had saved the vampire and they had fled.

What had that all been about?

Sullivan set his drink aside and stood up. He breathed in tight, doing his best to weave between tables without his massive size knocking them over. Patrons were busy talking to their peers about their days, nibbling food, drinking their drinks.

Something caught his eye.

Someone in the corner. His raised hood ensured that shadows covered his face, but something glinted where his eyes were.

Sullivan took a breath and wandered over. He took a seat beside the stranger, unable to quell his curiosity.

“It’s rude to stare,” Sullivan said.

“Who says I was staring at you? Don’t flatter yourself, buddy. The wench behind the bar is enough to feed my eyes.” The voice was rough, and though the words seemed brash, his tone was friendly.

“Oh,” Sullivan said. He watched Mother Wendy serving drinks, flashing her winning smile with lips red and bright. He’d always appreciated those tits so big, they reached almost to her chin. “My mistake.”

Sullivan went to stand up. The stranger held his arm in place.

“Doesn’t mean you have to leave. Stay. Finish my drink for me, if you like.”

Sullivan shrugged, reached forward, and drained the cup.

The stranger chuckled. “You’re a trusting one, aren’t you? What if that had been poison? What if that had glass in it? Or urine? Or shit?”

“Did it?”

“Well…no…” the stranger said.

“Well then, we don’t have a problem.” He flexed his bicep. “Do we?”

Sullivan’s eyes latched onto his face. The stranger studied him, lingering on his cloak, “You’re a scout, right?”

“Aye. Why?”

The man rose to his feet. He began walking towards the exit, half-turned so that Sullivan could just see the skin damage on his cheek. “Come with me,” he said, then carried on ahead without looking back.

Sullivan considered whether it would be the smartest move to follow a stranger. His shift was due to start any minute now. But with Dylan gone, there was no one to tie the rangers together. Over the last few days, the guards had done

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