Perilous_SHIFTERS FOREVER WORLDS by Elle Thorne

Author:Elle Thorne [Thorne, Elle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Barbed Borders Press
Published: 2018-10-02T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

“You know each other?” Marco glanced between Alara and the bastard on the other side of the half-wall.

Alara’s nod was barely perceptible.

Marco studied the being. He was tall. Taller than Marco. His eyes were dark, his skin was olive-toned but had a darkness, as though he’d been in the sun a long time. His eyes a vivid light blue. He wore robes. Not unlike what Alara and Jaron wore, but his were a deep indigo hue. Around his neck was some sort of artifact. Like a vial. It was three inches long and obsidian-colored, though it had a translucence to it. It almost looked as though it was lit from within.

How the hell was that?

“Of course, we know each other,” the man said. Dark eyes gleaming with mirth. “I’ve known Alara since she was,” he scratched his head, mockingly seemed to try to recall how long he’d known her. “Several eons, I’d say. Would you agree, Alara?”

Marco noticed that unlike Alara and Jaron, who’d never picked up the use of contractions, this guy seemed to have grasped the use of a more modern language. Almost as though he’d tried to fit into the modern world, it seemed.

The man turned his gaze toward Symone. “How are you, sweet cheeks? Find a replacement for Donald?”

Symone inhaled sharply. The sound loud when the man stopped talking.

His gaze snapped toward Marco, taking in the proximity between Marco and Symone. “Are you Donald’s replacement?”

Marco stayed silent, didn’t allow nary an expression to make its way to his face.

The man raised a brow, then turned his gaze away from Marco. “Jaron. It’s good to see you. And to see you two lovebirds together.” He waved at Alara and Jaron. “Together, at last.”

They all remained silent, staring at him.

“Tsk. If you’re not going to be good company, if you’re going to remain sullen, then I’ll have to leave.” He turned his back to them. “Oh, but one more thing.” He turned back swiftly, raised a hand, and in the blink of an eye, he’d flung a series of ice bolts headed directly at them.

Marco stepped in front of Symone, his shifter speed making him nothing more than a blur of movement while Jaron grabbed Alara and pulled her down, covering her body with his.

Symone remained unmoving.

Before the bolts could travel more than a few feet, they were stopped by an invisible force that shattered them into ice flecks to drop to the ground.

Symone whispered, “The warded shields. He cannot penetrate them.”

The man let out an evil laugh. “Ah, but they didn’t know that, did they?” He laughed again, even harder, then pointed at Marco. “And what is he? That speed, what is he that he can move so swiftly?” The man’s eyes narrowed

Alara pushed off the ground and out from under Jaron, who’d leapt to cover her from danger. “Orimith. You have been sentenced to this prison for your deeds.”

“I know. I know.” His tone said this was petty stuff. “What is time to an eternal being like myself? Like you.

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