Rekker: Warlord Brides (Warriors of Vaznik Book 1) by Ava York & Starr Huntress

Author:Ava York & Starr Huntress [York, Ava]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Clockwalk Publishing
Published: 2019-12-26T16:00:00+00:00

Lila

“When does my training start?” I asked, pulling away from his embrace. More and more often, I found myself wanting to be nearer to him.

When the Calliope landed on Silva and I’d stumbled into his arms, I was hesitant to step away from him. I only did so when I felt like it would be awkward for me to do otherwise.

It felt nice to have his arms around me, to be encased in such tangible strength. I knew we didn’t have much time, but I didn’t want to see the creature capable of forcing his arms open to get to me. I was beginning to doubt such a creature existed.

The rumble of the engines let us know that Cedroc and Javik had lifted off.

We were on our way to somewhere terrifying, but with Rekker beside me, I wasn’t afraid in the slightest.

“Are you ready now?” he asked. “We’ll have some time before Cedroc gets to the first area Javik needs to search.”

“I’m more than ready.” I beamed. “Will I get to use weapons?”

Rekker gave me an assessing look.

“You’re more bloodthirsty than you let on,” he said, eyes narrowed.

“I’m not bloodthirsty!” I cackled. “I just like the idea of giving a Suhlik a good wallop.”

“Don’t we all,” he smirked. “But you won’t be walloping anything if I can help it. I’m teaching you some basic things so I can protect you even when I’m not in front of you. I’m going to arm you with knowledge.”

“And a weapon?” I grinned.

He nodded. “And a weapon.”

He stood and offered his hand, which I took. When he pulled me up, I allowed myself to fall against his chest.

“Weren’t you ready to shout me into oblivion only a few moments ago?” His voice was low and rumbling in my ear, the words vibrating through his chest.

Something inside me stirred. Suddenly, all I could picture was the smooth, muscular chest I knew to be hidden beneath his shirt.

“That doesn’t sound like me,” I teased.

He laughed. “Doesn’t it?”

He took me by the hand and led me along a corridor I hadn’t been down before. In a room at the back of the ship was a small training space.

Weapons lined the wall on the right. I figured this room must’ve doubled as an armory as well.

On the far end was a row of targets. The wall to the left was made up entirely of mirrors.

“It’s not much,” Rekker said and shrugged. “But it’ll suit our purposes today.”

“Does the crew train here regularly?”

He shook his head. “No. They don’t have much use for a space this small. The targets on the wall are more suited to a game of darts than target practice in their case.”

“Are all of the crew trained with weapons?”

“Yes,” he said, nodding. “Though they each have their own strengths. Derrix is proficient in every weapon you see there on the wall and more.”

“As a weapon expert ought to be,” I laughed. “Which one should I start with?”

“Let’s start with just your fists. I know you can throw a punch, but I’d like to test that out myself.

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