Dragons Among Them (Kingdoms of Fire and Ice) by Kyra Jacobs

Author:Kyra Jacobs [Jacobs, Kyra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: dragon-shifter, England, medieval, photographer, princesses, sorcery, wizards, kingdoms, Dragons, romance, royalty, shifter romance, witches, princes, kings, prince, sword and sorcery, queens
Published: 2016-04-18T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Addie turned in the direction of the familiar sound and rose from her chair on wobbly knees. She stepped forward, needing to see the watch with her own eyes, to know she wasn’t imagining things. Berinon made no move to stop her as she began looking through his things, going table to table.

“Addie, what are you doing?” Zayne reached for her and threw Berinon an apologetic smile.

“It’s here. I know it is.” She moved around him and began pushing jars aside, frantic to see something from her world, to know she wasn’t going mad. “Do you know how upset I was when that watch went missing? I thought my father had sold it, pawned it off like everything else of value I’d ever owned.”

Addie pulled dust-covered scrolls off a nearby shelf, determined to leave no stone unturned, but it wasn’t there. There was no way she would have imagined that sound, not here. Tears began to blur her vision, but she refused to give up. It had to be here.

With a growl, she turned and nearly collided with Berinon, who had crossed the room on silent steps to stop beside her. “But I stole nothing.” His voice was soft as he reached behind a cluster of jars on a high shelf beyond her reach. “You left it behind that day.”

Addie stared as he produced the watch, a Timex she’d won in her first photography contest. She reached a trembling hand to grasp its resin band, surprised its battery hadn’t died by now. The moment her fingers touched his, she was swept away from the dark, quiet cottage to the backside of a hedgerow bordering a noisy playground. Nearby, a dozen or so children played upon a field of lush green grass beneath a sky of endless blue.

But this was no random playground—it was the small park down the street from where she grew up. The smattering of benches lining its perimeter were filled with pairs of adults, mostly mothers chatting amongst themselves…all save one. Perched on the closest bench to the shield of hedges sat a teenager, her blonde hair pulled into a messy bun and face hidden by a bulky black camera.

Everything about the girl was eerily familiar, from her frayed jeans and paint-stained pink hoodie to the model of Nikon and its zoom attachment in her hand. Addie stood frozen, telling herself it couldn’t be who she thought it was, that what she was seeing wasn’t possible. But then the girl lowered her camera and proved yet again that anything in this infernal realm was possible.

The girl on the bench was Addie, and the scene before them from four years ago.

She watched her younger self smile in response to two young boys in crisp, colorful cotton shirts playing catch with a shiny new red ball. They looked to be maybe five and eight or so and had huge smiles plastered across their faces. But adult Addie cringed from the scene. She knew how it would play out.

Sure enough, moments later, an older boy stepped between the brothers and asked if he could join them.

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