Savage Deeds (Savagery and Skills Book 2) by Ciara Graves

Author:Ciara Graves [Graves, Ciara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-02T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Draven

Seneca bolted, following the stretch of wall inside the fort. She was far from well, and I took off after her, not trusting her to be alone right then. Especially after what I saw. The way she killed Lacy, the look in her eyes had been pure darkness. Evil almost. I sped up, pausing long enough to sniff the air to try and pinpoint where she’d gone. When I heard heaving coming from behind the stables, I rushed around the corner to catch her leaning against the wall being sick.

“Easy,” I said as I gently pulled back her hair and held her up as she vomited more.

“Go away,” she murmured in between heaving. “Leave me alone.”

“Yeah, not happening while you’re puking your guts out.”

She glared at me over her shoulder.

I shrugged. “Deal with it.”

She opened her mouth, probably to yell at me, but then she was heaving again, her body trembling violently. When she was finally finished, I put her arm around my shoulders and went to find a place to sit down. There was a stone bench beneath a tree in a small garden. I guided her there, and then we sat. A light breeze blew through the branches overhead. It was dark back here, only a couple of torches burned, but Seneca didn’t seem to mind the dim lighting. Like me, she should be able to see just fine.

“You care to tell me why you felt the need to charge down Rudarius?” I finally said, waiting to get punched for it.

“I thought I could handle him.”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah, seriously.” She scrubbed her face. “I want him dead.”

“As do I, but you can’t attack him without a plan. He’s too damned strong.”

“Thanks, because his overpowering me wasn’t enough of a reminder.” She hung her head, digging her toes into the grass. Her eyes narrowed and the brave face she’d worn the last few days disappeared. Her hands shook.

I scooted closer until our shoulders touched.

“He had me, Draven.”

“I know. He got the better of you.”

“No, it wasn’t that.” She picked a blade of grass and tore it apart slowly. “My anger consumed me and took over. He wanted it to happen. Wanted me to fall apart. I couldn’t move,” she whispered, voice shaking with fear. “If you hadn’t stabbed him. If you hadn’t stepped in…” She choked on the words, chucking the grass into the breeze. “Never mind.”

“Talk to me. Don’t keep bottling up what’s going on with you.”

She let out a shaky breath, gulping. “He doesn’t just want me as his weapon. He said he would have me as his next bride.”

A deep growl vibrated through me as I gripped the edge of the bench hard enough to crack pieces off into my hands. “I’ll never let him take you back. Never.”

“And if you don’t have a choice?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

She picked another piece of grass, tearing it up. Her eyes took on a faraway look, brow furrowed as she hissed quietly. “Something someone told me is all. Think it’s coming true as much as I keep trying to fight it.

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