Harbinger_A Reverse Harem Fantasy by Candace Wondrak

Author:Candace Wondrak [Wondrak, Candace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B07G8SQKTV
Published: 2018-12-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Light was smiling. Grinning ear to ear as if he was the happiest Elf alive, even as he laughed, eyes crinkling as he doubled over, clutching his stomach. His bow and quiver sat nearby, resting on the satchel that Cam had for the whole of the journey slung on his back. In the satchel sat the cloak. After this ordeal, Cam would have to return it to his people.

The Ulen. Because the Elven were his people no longer.

They stopped for the night, and the sun vanished above them. The world plunged into darkness, and they barely made it to a small clearing, free of the giant trees that marked the area around Springsweet. All green grass, not a single rock or pebble or root sticking out of the ground. A flat space, an area that Light assured them the apex predators of the night would steer clear from, for there was not enough coverage, and there were too many of them. Most predators hunted singular prey, not liking to exert much energy in the hunt. Cam wished he knew what that felt like. A lazy hunter. Seemed sort of counterintuitive, didn’t it?

Faith stood across from Light, shooting him a glare that Cam was certain was meant to be intimidating. The Human herself was the farthest thing from it. She was not large in the way the other Human was, not chiseled from stone. She was more like…a flower. A flower with wild auburn hair and hauntingly bright emerald eyes. And, just like an insect, Cam was drawn to her in spite of himself.

In spite of everything, really.

He should not be. Until last night, he thought he had control over it, over himself. But something inside of him had snapped when he saw the assassin, the dagger, how the attacker held it against her. As Faith had reacted in her own way, which was, admittedly, a much better reaction than the one he had, Cam did the same. He could not stop himself from lunging at him, tossing him to the floor and taking hold of his throat. He had squeezed and squeezed, not realizing how easy it was to smash his windpipe, to utterly kill him in a matter of seconds. And then, for a few seconds after, as Jag pulled him back and held him, all Cam saw was blood.

Memories that were long-buried in his head rose to the forefront, dominating his mind until he could not think of anything else. Blood. So much blood. So much death. For what? What was all the violence for? At the time, Cam did not break free of Jag’s grasp, even though he quite easily could have.

“You cheated,” Faith said with a frown. Behind her, a small campfire burned, cooking the hyll-sized rodent Light caught earlier. Jag sat on his feet, watching the two spar, while Finn remained near the fire, watching over the food with marked disinterest as he pretended not to watch Faith’s backside.

What a terrible liar he was. Even without the Ulen sense, Cam would be able to see that Finn did have a thing for her.

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