Men and Beasts by Kris Austen Radcliffe

Author:Kris Austen Radcliffe [Radcliffe, Kris Austen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781939730367
Publisher: Six Talon Sign Fantasy & Futuristic Romance
Published: 2017-10-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Eight

The bright light of the lot’s overhead halogens refracted within each ice crystal whipping in front of AnnaBelinda’s face. At a fine level, the air burst with as much color as her dragon.

Her beast locked down their connection to minimize the blizzard within her brother’s mind, but Anna still felt it crawl under her parka and along her skin as if a million fire ants had found their way into her clothes. Still heard it buzz behind her ears as if it was a true, real sound. Still saw it spurt and spit on the edges of her vision.

In total, it overwhelmed. Too many small voices demanding attention. Too much distraction moving in too many directions, all wanting the same exact outcome—fall to Earth and be done with the chaos.

Brother-Human comes, her dragon whispered. He comes.

Visibility held at no more than ten feet. Anna saw the rear of the sedan to her right, but not its front.

Somewhere in the lot a Burner much better at sensing her husband’s injuries moved between the vehicles. In the hotel, a Fate she should have put down centuries ago attacked Daisy. Rysa ran off toward danger. And her beast held on by a thin thread because she had more faith in the future than Anna did.

A hotel door opened. One on the near side of the building, which suggested either a guest exit or the door that serviced the restaurant.

A seer blip followed—one too fast for Anna to get an impression, meaning that it could be any of the Fates inside, including Aiden Blake or one of his sisters.

Anna held her weapon ready.

Two female bodies manifested out of the bright, blinding snow, one clothed in dark fabrics, the other dressed as an employee. Both ran toward Anna’s position, both preceded by familiar present-seers—to Anna’s left, a pinging, semi-musical hammers in a storm. To her right, the sour, shiver-inducing feel of blood dripping on metal.

Both deadly. One evil, the other not trustworthy. Neither visible enough for Anna to get a clear shot.

The muzzle of Adrestia’s gun appeared first, followed by her dark-clad arm. She stepped into the bubble of clarity around Anna’s position. The small light at the temple of her goggles winked. The tech routed camera information into an implant behind her ear.

Why Rysa’s father had fitted her with special enhancements, Anna did not know, though it had been obvious before she and Derek left Portland that Sandro Torres had taken all too well to his new role as the co-head of Praesagio’s Special Medical unit.

“AnnaBelinda,” Adrestia said. Another pinging wave washed from her and she trained her weapon not on Anna, but on the other Fate emerging from the blizzard. “Ethne.”

Without the element of surprise, shooting at either present-seer would likely get Anna shot in the head. “Looks like we have a standoff.” And trusting Adrestia to not shoot Anna would be foolhardy, no matter what information she’d provided.

Anna had no proof that she’d given them a correct address. There’d been no communications from Cordelia since she disappeared from the parking lot.

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