Kiss of the Dragon by Nicola Claire

Author:Nicola Claire [Claire, Nicola]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Romance, Fantasy & Futuristic, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Fantasy, Paranormal, Werewolves & Shifters, Paranormal & Urban
ISBN: 1492169196
Amazon: B00EK33AT6
Publisher: Nicola Claire
Published: 2013-08-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Sealing The Deal

What...was wrong...with me? I was bawling about a possibility that may never occur. Michel and I could live this life forever. It may be a moot point. But I felt so emotional, so torn up by this prospect. The pain of loss felt real, even though it was just a vague outline in the distance in actuality.

Natalyia wrapped an arm around my shoulder and hugged me close. I was aware that Sergei stood at attention before me. Protection while I showed weakness. That thought made me angry. I was not a weak person. I was a hardened warrior, a hunter with immeasurable experiences and skills. Yet, right in this second, I was acting more like an immature Nosferatin than Sophie did. Hell more than my scaredy cat ex-protégée, Marie, ever did as well. And that was saying something.

I needed to get control of myself. I sucked in a ragged breath and forced all superfluous emotions down. Denial is bliss. Or is that ignorance? It didn't matter, I'd feign ignorance by denying I'd just had an emotional breakdown. It all worked.

Silence met my ears after the last hitched breath was contained. I really didn't want to lift my head and face any of them. But cowardice was not something I tolerated. I wiped my eyes and nose on my jacket - gross I know, but no one handed me a tissue, so I didn't have much of a choice - then sucked in a deep breath and sat up straighter, head held high...ish.

"Are you done, child?" the Ambrosia asked calmly.

I swallowed the sigh before it escaped my mouth.

"Yes, quite. Thank you," I said instead, somewhat proud of my steady voice.

"It was a wasted effort, I fear," the Ambrosia advised, mysteriously.

OK, I'll bite. "Wasted?"

"Yes. I believe your concern rests around the requirement for power and Light in order to come back using your Twin Soul." I didn't bother to confirm his assessment, he'd been inside my mind, no doubt, through it all. He knew exactly what had led to me breaking down. "This is correct, of course. Otherwise I wouldn't have mentioned it. But, you did not allow me to finish before you presumed the worst."

I bit my bottom lip. Now I felt like a kid being reprimanded by a parent. You jumped to a conclusion! You shouldn't have interrupted! Bad, bad, girl!

"It also takes something that tethers your Twin Soul to this realm," he said after a pause, which I was thinking was designed to allow me to catch my breath. Or allow me time chastise myself further in my mind.

My eyes found Nero's. He wasn't looking at Sophie anymore. He was looking directly at me. And there was a type of longing there. Not exactly the same as the longing I'd seen on his face when Sophie walked in the room. This one was poignant, not desperate and full of hunger. It was bitter-sweet. Beautiful in its own way. Precious. And quite benign.

Nero and I had had been very close - hence Michel's concerns I suppose - but that closeness had always been platonic.

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