Ferromancer by Becca Andre

Author:Becca Andre
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Becca Andre
Published: 2017-07-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Briar tried to pull back out of the way, but her body wouldn’t respond.

Lock stirred in her pocket. If the little dragon emerged…

Suddenly, Grayson was beside her. He caught Hester’s wrist at the last moment, but only managed to knock the downward plunge of the blade off course. Instead of slicing into Briar’s cheek, the knife bit just below her collarbone then sliced across the front of her shoulder.

Hester released Briar’s shirt, allowing her to fall on her butt. Though instead of reaching for the wound, Briar pressed her hand over her pocket, fearful that Lock would reveal himself.

Grayson’s back was to her as he still held Hester’s wrist, the blood slicked knife in her hand. She cried out as Grayson must have squeezed, and the knife fell in the dirt at his feet.

With something close to a roar, Eli shoved Grayson aside and took Hester by the collar.

“Eli,” Briar called to him, but didn’t get to finish as he slung her across the ring of onlookers. She collided with her father’s thin frame, and they both ended up on the ground.

“Take your trash and get out of my sight,” Eli told Darby, his voice rough and dangerous.

Darby’s crew hurried over to help him and his oversized daughter to their feet. Darby’s face was red and Briar thought he might speak, but one look at Eli, and he seemed to have second thoughts.

Grumbling to themselves, captain and crew began to turn away.

“Darby, is it?” Grayson’s voice wasn’t loud, but something in his tone brought a hush over the crowd. Even Briar felt an instinctive need to remain as small and quiet as possible.

Darby slowly turned to face Grayson. “Yeah?” his voice was soft and quivered on the single word.

“Don’t forget this.” A flick of the wrist, and Grayson sent Hester’s knife whirling end over end toward the wide-eyed man.

The knife thunked into the tree behind him, having missed Darby’s cheek by a hair’s breadth.

“I missed on purpose,” Grayson said, his tone as cold and devoid of human warmth as the soulless man’s laugh.

Chill bumps rose on Briar’s arms, and she suspected she wasn’t the only one. No one moved or spoke.

Grayson turned his back on the old man and walked over to her. “Are you all right?” The coldness was gone almost as if it had never been there. He offered her a hand.

“Yes.” She reached up, but Eli shouldered Grayson aside and took her hand instead. He pulled her to her feet, the movement making her wounded shoulder and throbbing head pound in unison. Unable to find her equilibrium, she stumbled forward, and Eli caught her against him.

“Are you sure about that?” Grayson asked her, a smile in his voice.

Beyond them, she saw Darby turn and eye the knife. She feared he might pull it out and hurl it back at Grayson, but he walked past it, hurrying toward the canal bank.

“You’re bleeding, Miss Briar,” Eli said.

“The knife nicked my shoulder.”

“Nicks don’t bleed that much. We need to get you to the boat.

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