Hunter of the Tide (The Kraken Book 3) by Tiffany Roberts

Author:Tiffany Roberts [Roberts, Tiffany]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

“It does not seem wise to grant your request, Randall,” Dracchus said, folding his arms across his chest. His voice was a deep rumble, the sort that always sounded to Randall like it must have pained the speaker.

“I’ve spent my whole life outside, Dracchus,” Randall said. “These walls are driving me crazy. I’m not asking to go to land, just to get out of this building for a little while.”

“After you threw a knife at Neo—”

“That was two weeks ago! Are they still complaining about it?”

Dracchus frowned; he probably wasn’t interrupted often, and he didn’t seem to appreciate it. “They have used it to rally a few more kraken to their cause. Proof of how dangerous humans are.”

“They would’ve torn me apart without a second thought.”

“I know. But that does little to change minds that were already made up. Letting you outside, even for a short while, will be viewed as allowing you a chance to escape.”

Randall sighed and ran a hand through his hair. It wouldn’t be smart to take out his frustration on Dracchus, even verbally, but it was still a struggle to bite his tongue.

The time he’d spent with Rhea had been wonderful over the last two weeks. The confrontation with Kronus, Neo, and Volk had, unexpectedly, brought Randall and Rhea closer together. He still hadn’t given in fully, but he’d come to accept his desires. Her understanding of what he’d requested seemed to grow a little every day. She’d even confessed to speaking of it with Macy and Aymee to learn the perspective of the female humans.

Melaina was a joy, too, and Ikaros was more energetic and playful than Randall had thought possible. Kronus and his followers had kept their distance since the incident in the mess hall. Everything considered, life was surprisingly joyful.

But these walls were driving Randall insane.

If he couldn’t get fresh air — and holy hell, he wanted some fresh air, wanted real wind on his face — he at least needed a change of scenery.

“So, letting me out would be taken as you disrespecting their stance?” Randall asked.

“Yes.”

“Isn’t that alone worth it to you?”

Dracchus’s brows fell low over his piercing amber eyes, and he pressed his lips into a tight line. Ikaros stepped past Randall and sat beside the kraken, swatting at a moving tentacle. Dracchus looked down, frown deepening, and pulled the tentacle away. Ikaros pounced.

Sinking into a crouch, Dracchus slipped a hand beneath the prixxir and lifted him off the floor. The kraken and the prixxir stared into one another’s eyes for several seconds. “Your beast is a clumsy hunter.”

“He’s just playing,” Randall replied, just before Dracchus’s words sparked a new thought. “You’re a hunter.”

Dracchus grunted affirmatively.

“I’ve hunted my entire life, but never underwater, and Ikaros was too young to hunt when he was brought here. Take us out there. Teach us. You accepted me as one of your people, so let me contribute.”

The large kraken’s gaze shifted from Randall to Ikaros and back again, skepticism and scrutiny written in the set of his mouth and the crease between his brows.

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