Revelry by Chani Lynn Feener

Author:Chani Lynn Feener [Feener, Chani Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aionios Books, LLC
Published: 2020-03-19T23:00:00+00:00

Arden fought blindly with the assailant on top of her, struggling to get one of her knees between their bodies. Everything was moving so quickly that it was hard to focus, but a thick tendril of inky hair with shots of red slapped her face.

Twila.

She’d lost the silver dagger when she’d been hit, but she used one hand to search the ground while she held off her attacker with the other. Finally, she blinked into focus and caught the Unseelie’s throat, squeezing hard enough that the female started to gag.

That was when Arden realized that Twila was holding onto a shard of glass as long as her fingers, and that it was currently imbedded in Arden’s left shoulder. She hissed, sharp pain shooting through her limb, but managed to jam her knee upward into the Unseelie’s side.

Twila rolled away, forced to let go of the glass, and Arden quickly followed, swaying on her feet for half a second before regaining her balance. Blood was already running in rivulets down her arm, staining the carpet. Twila’s cohort had backed Eskel into a corner on the other side of the bed, where the only thing keeping the male faerie from attacking was the iron dagger Eskel held out in front of him. His hand was shaking slightly.

“If you think the Midnight King is going to save you this time,” Twila sneered, forcing Arden’s attention back on her, “you’re dead wrong. I made sure he was properly distracted before coming here. I won’t let you get away a second time.”

The silver dagger she’d dropped was only a few feet away, partly hidden beneath her dresser. If Arden could reach it, she’d have a better chance against Twila. She’d been getting stronger, but she regretted not having tested her limits. Too bad Cole hadn’t made his suggestion sooner. Knowing what she was and wasn’t capable of would have seriously come in handy.

Twila leapt for her then, at the same moment Eskel shouted out, “Salt shaker!”

Arden acted on instinct, tossing her hand out in the direction of the knife, eyes widening when it slid across the floor straight into her palm. She had just enough time to raise it in her defense before Twila was on her a second time. She stabbed upward, nicking the Unseelie’s side, but didn’t manage a fatal blow. Shoving with all of her strength, she tossed Twila away, watching as she hit the wall on the other side of the room hard enough to leave a dent in the plaster.

Eskel let out a cry and she turned to see the male faerie slip past his defenses, landing a punch that split his lip, spraying a bit of blood as his head whipped to the side. Fear clouding her senses, Arden rushed toward him but Twila was already there, blocking her path.

“He doesn’t have anything to do with this!” she cried, desperate to reach Eskel’s side.

“He was there, wasn’t he?” Twila disagreed.

A growl tore from her throat. Eskel had been unconscious

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