Return of the Legacy by K. H. LeMoyne

Author:K. H. LeMoyne [LeMoyne, K. H.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781937080259
Publisher: Digital Crystal Press
Published: 2016-08-29T23:00:00+00:00

Her hair floated around her like dark clouds. It tangled, obscuring her view as she bent and shoved at the rocks caging her foot, only to slide deeper into the crack. Her desperation surged into panic. Her heart beat in her eardrums, cutting off rational thought.

Lungs burning, she struggled. Bubbles escaped from her mouth. She choked on water as Logan’s hands gripped her ankle and tugged.

Frantic, she pushed against his back and applied pressure to force herself free. The movement gouged her skin. Raw pain registered as her lungs threatened to explode.

Her mind let loose golden shoots, grasping at anything to counter her dizziness. She touched emptiness. Repressing her urge to swallow and gulp water instead of air, she battled for calm.

Logan wrenched the sheath from her hand and wedged it into the crevice. The rock around her foot shifted, but still held her tight. Desperate, she looked up.

Light wavered on the water’s surface above her. A silver shimmer of glass, it reflected back to her a solid prison prepared to claim her life. Unable to hold her breath, she sobbed. Air spewed toward the mirror.

Where water should have rushed in, a bubble held it at bay.

Fine silver lines meshed around her face. They floated and closed around her, holding her fragile bonds of gold around her body. Not able to distinguish reality from imagination, she fixed on the silver and held tight—the silver threads clutched back. Logan’s power refused to let her go.

Strong hands punched against her abdomen and launched her toward the surface. Disoriented by the water clogging her nostrils, she struggled against him, even though he drove her to the surface.

She choked out water, vying with air.

Then Logan held her around her waist, heading for shore with strong strokes as she gasped and coughed.

As her toes finally touched sandy bottom, her stomach revolted.

She covered her mouth with her hand as he lifted her clear of the water and deposited her on the beach. Her stomach heaved water as she leaned limp against him, her fingers digging into the sand. Through the whole miserable episode, he held her hair out of the way while she vomited.

What a lovely sight. Though it was hard to care about her appearance with firm ground beneath her and air to breathe.

He waited, warm and secure at her side until, finally spent, she sat back on her heels and rested her forehead against his arm. “I need to go back in.”

“No.”

“But—”

He carried her to the mossy bank and set her down. When she struggled, he pressed the sheath into her hands.

“This wasn’t worth your life, Briallen.” His lips pressed tight as his eyes flashed with a brilliant anger she hadn’t yet witnessed in him.

Unable to talk, she wrapped her arms around her knees, covered her mouth with a fist, and stared at him.

“I’ll get your basket and my things,” he said. Then he strode away, tense muscles bunching across his shoulders. Oh yes, definitely angry. And the first time she’d ever felt that emotion from him directed toward her.

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