DragonRider: MMM Paranormal Romance (DragonKin Book 1) by S. Rodman

Author:S. Rodman [Rodman, S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Angst Publishing
Published: 2023-06-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter seventeen

Rugby. I can’t believe I’m playing rugby. Well, apparently it’s a crazy, lawless bastardised version, but since I haven’t got the faintest clue about rugby, or any sport, I’m none the wiser.

Cai is forcing me to play with other riders. Team building, tactic practice and exercise. I call it torture. It’s June for Pete’s sake. I’m not made for running around in the midday heat. I’m sweating and I’m the only one wearing a baseball cap, but I daren’t take it off for fear of being burnt to a crisp by the sun.

Cai is standing to the side of the pitch. Hatless, probably even sunscreenless. He probably doesn’t get burnt, even though he is nearly as pale as me. The sun is probably too scared to touch him. No, Cai gets to stand there all perfect looking with his hair pulled back and casual white tee shirt and jeans that would look simple on anyone else but look Met Gala level stunning on him.

He has a whistle around his neck and occasionally shouts commands but mostly he is watching us intently, while leaving us to it.

Out of the corner of my eye I see something hurtling towards me, I turn and catch the ball before I realise what I’m doing. A surprising bolt of pride and joy sparks through me, but it is short-lived as every pair of eyes on the pitch turn towards me with blood thirsty intent.

Oh shit.

I run. I duck. I dive. The world blurs around me. I hear people breathing close to me yet somehow I avoid being thrown to the ground. I slide across the white line at the end of the pitch and punch the air in glee. I’m far too breathless to shout.

The whistle blows. “Take a break for lunch,” says Cai.

Not even a ‘Well done, Kirby.’ Or, ‘Good match.’ Nothing. He is such an asshole.

I stomp over with the others to a grassy bank shaded by trees. Cai stays on the opposite side of the pitch and gets his phone out and starts typing away. Work emails are my best guess. I can’t imagine him having Instagram. He probably thinks it’s far beneath him. Which is a shame. He’d be hugely popular.

Tegwyn hands me a bottle of water from the blue plastic cooler and I take it gratefully before flopping on the grass. I hate to admit it, but this enforced sporting activity is allowing me to get to know other riders.

Tegwyn is tall and lanky. With brown hair and eyes. His friend, Dai is shorter with a softer body shape. Carl has the darkest skin I have ever seen on a person and a truly awesome laugh. They are all in their mid to late twenties and have been friendly enough. I don’t think any of them have family members that were hoping to be chosen by Ri. Unlike the other rugby players.

At least I’m hoping that’s why the others have been a bit standoffish and wary of me. I don’t think I’ve done anything to annoy anyone.

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