Greta and the Glass Kingdom by Chloe Jacobs

Author:Chloe Jacobs
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: The Forest of Hands and Teeth, Carrie Ryan, Laini Taylor, Dreams of Gods & Monsters, fairy tale retelling, Leigh Bardugo, Hansel and Gretel, entangled publishing
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Entangled Teen)
Published: 2015-01-15T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

She threw fire from her fingertips as effortlessly as breathing. It made her feel good…no, amazing. Every surge gave her strength and power. The living darkness inside her opened a great red eye, lit with sparks and electricity, making her more powerful, and it encouraged her to keep feeding it so that together, they would become invincible.

Sight and sound were flat, but she didn’t care. None of her senses mattered.

Not until a wild shout split through the smoke and fog, becoming a howl that shook her to the core and brought her to her senses. There was an innocence and beauty in all that savagery and rage, enough to snag her attention and make her want to follow it.

So she did.

The goblin king. He bled from a dozen wounds, and his fur was charred in places. He’d been wounded so badly he crashed unsteadily through the dense forest. The part of her that was only Greta called after him, as if she could still somehow reach the boy behind the beast, but he never hesitated, never flinched, never showed for a moment that he was moved by anything, or cared about anything.

She kept pace as he ran and finally realized they were dreaming.

When he collapsed in the mud from exhaustion, her tears came. She reached out to touch his arm. She forgot about the magick, because her heart was being ripped to shreds.

His head tilted as if he were thinking how to react to her touch. His breathing hitched and his muscles bunched. He snarled and snapped, and she jerked back, afraid. Siona had been right. It would have been better to remember him the way he’d been. Seeing him like this was breaking her in a way that even watching him go Lost hadn’t done. Her sobs increased.

She didn’t want to see anymore and thankfully felt herself drawing away.

Isaac, please. Please be real. Please be alive. As if from above, she looked down on him now as the lure of consciousness tugged at her.

Please come back.

He jumped to his feet and spun around with a mad snarl. What was he looking for? Was it possible that he could…did he maybe sense that she was there?

His eyes widened, red and wild. His teeth gleamed in the moonlight. He dug his claws, already caked in dirt and blood, into the ground and howled.

There was no beauty in it this time, only rage.

…

Greta awakened with a start, jerking to a sitting position against yet another tree trunk.

She groaned with pain. Her head felt like hot spikes had been slipped through her eyes into her brain. Her muscles ached as if she’d been running for days, and her side sent constant shooting pain up and down the rest of her. She was a mess. A mess that only ever got messier.

A dream. But not like the kind she usually shared with Isaac. Those had always been initiated by him and controlled by him, with a carefully constructed atmosphere for them to interact in.

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