Property of the Fae: Paranormal Romance (Fae's Claim Book 2) by Laxmi Hariharan

Author:Laxmi Hariharan [Hariharan, Laxmi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: 13 Suns
Published: 2019-07-26T16:00:00+00:00

27

Jess

I tuck my wings at my sides and soar up through the clouds, leading with my neck. My head breaks through the mist, then my scales tear through the air. The sun shines in my eyes, blinding me. The wind stops whistling, and for a moment I stay suspended, my eyes set on a goal, so far away. I need to get there. I must go to them; they are waiting for me. I struggle in earnest. The breath catches in my chest; my heartbeat ratchets up. Something is not right. A tremor shakes my body, and I inch back.

I fling out my wings and try to stall my backward momentum. My speed picks up. The wind whistles in the opposite direction. It hurtles at me and forces me back. A screech tears out of my throat. I need to get to them. My body shudders then spirals. There is a powerful force wrenching at me. It insists that I am nothing but a dot of inconsequential substance. One who cannot be revived. Nothing can save me. I am caught in a web of my lies.

I throw my head back and screech again.

The sound echoes in my ears. I drop into myself and pull on that part of me that’s my dragon energy. It flares through my veins, pours through my skin, then flashes out. The force squeezes my chest, my ears. I am sure my very life is being sucked out of me. My vision goes dark. My body sinks, swiveling round and round.

A gust of wind hits me.

Pain whips through my side.

Red and white slams against the back of my eyeballs. There is a ripping sensation and I look down to find my wing is hanging at a strange angle. The earth rushes up to meet me. Closer, closer until I can discern the glint of the river, then the green vegetation on either side of it. The wind screams past me. Sweat drips down my back.

I am going to die, I am.

I close my eyes tight and only wish I had told them one last time how much I loved them. I wish I’d told him about them. He’d have taken care of them. My captor. My lover. The only man who’d seen right through all my defenses. He could have protected us if I had given him a chance. I hadn’t, and now my children were going to pay for it. I open my jaws and let out another cry. “Help me, Tristan.”

“Jess.”

A sound shudders in my ears and echoes through the noise in my head. Soothing, urgent. Needy yet giving. How can so many sensations be infused in just that one word?

“Tristan, please.”

“Open your eyes, Jess.”

The torment in his tone gets through to me. I’ve never heard him talk with such feeling. So much pleading. Is it possible he feels everything he hasn’t yet confessed for me? Everything I’d guessed? And now I am running out of time. My kids are going to die, and nothing is going to survive.

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