Golden by Cruz Melissa de La & Johnston Michael

Author:Cruz, Melissa de La & Johnston, Michael [Cruz, Melissa de La & Johnston, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Young Adult, Romance, Science Fiction
ISBN: 9780399257568
Amazon: 039925756X
Goodreads: 17410362
Publisher: G.P. Putnam's Sons Books for Young Readers
Published: 2016-04-05T07:00:00+00:00

16

AT LAST THE DAY THAT WES HAD DREADED finally arrived—the day he would be separated from his crew. It felt as if there were a doomsday clock ticking away his fate by the second, and now it was chiming. He didn’t very much like the idea of splitting up the team—it felt like a bad move, that their resources would be limited, stretched thin to breaking.

If he and Nat failed, they would be trapped in some funky alternative universe with an angry drakon. Meanwhile Shakes, Liannan, and Brendon and what was left of the warriors of Vallonis were heading to New Dead City, to stop Eliza, who was insane, not to mention armed to the teeth with mega-magic and Nat’s drakon, in a region crawling with the other half of the RSA force and Avo Hubik searching for the same thing they were. Wes didn’t know which was worse.

He was worried for his friends. Yet he was worried about Nat more. At first he’d chalked it up to battle fatigue, and the lingering effects of the drakonfire that had raged within her. But ever since Liannan had told them about the red drakon, Nat hadn’t been herself. She was short with him, indifferent and preoccupied. They’d hardly spent any time alone together.

Did he do something wrong? If so, what could it have been? He’d been racking his brains but couldn’t come up with anything. Had he misunderstood something in some way? Why didn’t she want him around all of a sudden?

He’d even gotten the distinct feeling that she only let him accompany her to Apis because Liannan had insisted on it. Nat had tried to sell the idea of heading into the Red Lands alone, but no one was buying it.

And now it was as if she was avoiding him on purpose. Whenever he asked her what was wrong, or if there was any way he could help, she shook him off, as if he were a pest.

Speaking of shaking, he couldn’t shake the notion that the Nat who had won the battle for them, the one who had emerged from the ashes like a broken bird, was someone else. More and more he was beginning to believe that the fire she had called up that day had indeed burned her inside out, and had left a hollow, brittle shell of a person where his girl used to be.

Because his Nat, the one who had saved him from death, the one who had kissed him on the deck of the ship, never cringed when he touched her, nor did she ever once act as if his very presence were painful to her.

That’s what it felt like, that it was painful for her to be around him. It was getting to him, and so the only thing he could think of was that she was not herself. Not his Nat anymore.

Because this Nat, this post-battle Nat, was all business. Wes wanted to tell her that he, too, was broken and grieving and tired and sad.

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