Phoenix Rising by Cara Carnes

Author:Cara Carnes [Carnes, Cara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ROAR Mayhem, Mongrels & Mayhem
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Published: 2014-08-26T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Riles

Some evil bastard was trying to kill me. It was the only explanation I had for the Sahara-worthy dryness of my mouth and the incessant sledgehammer battering my brain into mush. Nausea kept me still as I blinked the room into focus. Thank God Vira hated the sun. If just one ray hit me right now, I’d probably die.

Why the hell had I bothered to survive last night? Maybe I didn’t. Every muscle in my body ached, and I was pretty sure the shirt I had on wasn’t mine. Or Vira’s.

“Finally. I was starting to think you weren’t gonna make it.” Vira stood over me with an amused smirk. “Get a move on. Group starts in fifteen.”

Group. I tried to think but winced as the pain in my temples increased. Okay, I didn’t need to understand her. Obedient minions never require a brain. A groan escaped me, and I tumbled out of bed. Pain shot through my knees; my stomach roiled.

“You puke near my bed, I’ll make you lick it up.” Gross. The threat made the rumbling worse. Vira grabbed my arm and hauled me into the bathroom, slamming me into a worshipping position in front of the toilet. “Next time, you listen to me, princess. Lemon drops are not your friend.”

I wasn’t drinking ever again. Memories of shot after shot as I valiantly defended my blatant stupidity in a fucked-up game called “Around the World” assailed me. I’d stood no chance since the focal point of the game was Demonia. What the hell had I been thinking?

“Lookit, you got street cred with the newbies around here for trying to fit in, but your ass is on the radar with the upper classmen. That’s fucked up, princess.” Vira turned on the water as I purged my gut. She sighed and yanked my hair back with a bit more force than necessary. “I get your need to fit in, but it ain’t ever happening. The sooner you sort that shit in your head, the happier I’ll be. And you want me happy. Trust me. A pissed Vira is never good.”

I suspected any Vira was never a good thing, but silence was golden in this situation. Someone had shoved a year’s supply of cotton balls down my throat. Vira secured my hair in a loose pony tail at the base of my neck.

“Here. Drink.” She yanked my head up. The gruff tone brooked no argument. I watched her as I gulped water from the glass she held. When the contents were gone, she stepped back. “You’ll live.”

As I waited for the imminent round two of nausea, I realized my life had changed somewhat dramatically the past couple of days—most of which was thanks to Vira. She’d taken me on as a pet project because she “didn’t trust any mangy, wet mutts to do things right.” The mutts in question were Macen and the other wolves. I wouldn’t be sharing her thoughts with them anytime soon.

“Why are you doing this?” When she glared back at me, I clarified.

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