Heir of Storm (Half-Blood Huntress Chronicles Book 2) by D.D. Miers & Graceley Knox

Author:D.D. Miers & Graceley Knox [Miers, D.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Chaotic Press, LLC
Published: 2018-11-05T16:00:00+00:00

Thirteen

Morning was grey and damp, accompanied by sticky lips and a thick tongue and the realization that I was curled up in Gray’s arms and hadn’t brushed my teeth the night before.

I scuttled away from him and used my magic to sense outside my wards for signs of other people but found only a couple of deer and a skunk waddling off to the left of the cave entrance. I lowered the ward and slipped off to the right to a copse of trees for my morning relief, and when Gray found me, I was washing up in the frigid water of a nearby stream.

His look was dark, but I'd learned in our months together that his pissy face was also was his morning face, so I ignored it and hoped he was smart enough to take them out. He wasn't.

“You shouldn’t be out here alone, Morgan.”

“You should’ve waited for me to come back so I could give you the all clear,” I finished rinsing out my mouth and slicking my damp hair back in a ponytail. “If I’d sensed anything out here, I would’ve redone my wards, and you’d be in a coma right now.”

His jaw worked as I watched him control his temper. I’d barely known him before he was alpha, and even I could see the difference in him that came with his responsibilities…and power.

Still, I watched the tension leak out of him as he stripped to the waist and dipped his head in the mountain runoff. He flipped his hair back, rewetting me with the spray, and I reached up and grabbed a handful of his inky curls and squeezed the excess water out, wiping his back off with his shirt before handing it back to him.

“I need to speak to Carl, Gray, but like, in an official capacity, and we need to address the pack. Fairy needs them, and…I think I need them to wake Penelope. Fairy still has her tethered, leeching from her like the Fae in the pit.”

He sighed and kept his face turned away for an eternity before he answered. “Just don’t put yourself on the line for this pack, okay? They’re the ones who let Farley stick around so long he thinks he owns these woods.”

I nodded even though his back was turned. If I could heal Pen, and strengthen Gray’s stand among the packs, I’d have accomplished what I needed. But if I could bring a little of the Goddess back to the Fae, I would earn my crown, whether I ever got to wear it.

We ran together. His power carried me like a hot wind, even in his human form. I could feel the wolf beneath his skin, see it in the same space I saw the magic I conjured, Aunt Portia called it the ‘third eye’ but that image had creeped me out after meeting my first Daemon, a three-eyed shade who used the extra orb in the center of his forehead to read his victims’ minds.

The wolves

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