Dead Lands (Savage Lands Book 3) by Stacey Marie Brown

Author:Stacey Marie Brown [Brown, Stacey Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-06-14T18:30:00+00:00

Escorted by a few guards, we were shoved roughly out the same door we came in, with fewer weapons than we started with. Killian’s men took all but one from each of us, which he considered a “favor.”

Nyx and Zander stayed with Killian when we left, both looking unhappy they didn’t get the opportunity to chaperone me out, but for opposite reasons. I didn’t even chance to look at Zander as I passed him, knowing Killian was watching me, but I could feel Zander’s eyes on me. Burning with concerns and questions.

The tunnel door slammed shut, leaving the seven of us back on Gellert Hill. Dawn was over an hour away—the time when everything was at its darkest, when even night dwellers were thinning out and heading back home. The silence of the dead lands was unnerving and eerie.

The time when nothing good happened.

Blame, anger, aggression, and resentment fueled the spark in the air around us like gasoline. Tracker came after me, his fury bellowing from his mouth. “I knew not to trust you!” He stomped up to me. “I knew something was off about you! You are a fucking traitor!”

“How am I a traitor?” I didn’t back down, instead getting right back in his face. I would gladly fight him. “Because of me, you are still alive.”

“I’m only here because of you,” he shouted, trying to loom over me. “It seems it was all bullshit. You’re working with Lord Killian!”

“I didn’t have a choice. You should be thanking me. You are still breathing.”

“Thanking you?” He huffed. “I don’t thank traitors. Kaptain thinks you’re getting the nectar for him, to help our cause, to help us. However, it appears you are getting it for a fae lord... so which side are you on? You can only have one.”

“Mine,” I snapped. “I’m not working for anybody. And right now, no one gets it. I have to find it first.”

“So what?” Tracker sneered, his eyes darting to Warwick. “He let us live, do his bidding like little bitches, because you are the fae lord’s little whore too.”

Crack!

A fist smashed into his face, snapping cartilage and bone. Blood spurted everywhere as Tracker crashed to the ground with a howl of agony.

Warwick moved over him. Leaning down, he fisted Tracker’s jacket, yanking him until their faces were inches apart. I could already see the bruise pillowing the side of Tracker’s face, his lip and nose cut and bleeding all over.

“I warned you,” Warwick seethed, furiously spitting his words. “You speak to her again like you did, and I will have no problem cracking your human spine like a twig. Or I’ll let her do it.” He flicked his head to me. “Don’t for one minute think she couldn’t kill you and not even break a sweat. You are nothing but a puffed-up façade. You have no idea what true strength is.” As Warwick brought him closer, Tracker’s swollen and wounded face tried to glare back. “I know you’ve heard the tales about me. They are all true.

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