Stolen Song (Paranormal Prison) by Autumn Reed & Ripley Proserpina

Author:Autumn Reed & Ripley Proserpina [Reed, Autumn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-05T16:00:00+00:00

Flynn

I watched Killian stand up to Culann, proud but also concerned. The massive red-haired warrior had just taken his assertion of dominance to a new level. He was in this to win it, and he wasn’t afraid to let everyone know it.

It was a tactic I might have taken as well in his position. He already knew he had the best—likely only—chance against me and my brothers. And any of the competitors who weren’t fully committed to the tournament had to be rethinking entering at all. I wouldn’t be surprised if the roster was down by half by tomorrow.

Noticing that Killian’s attention had shifted to Anlon, I witnessed the man’s infuriating grin and stiffened. Stalking toward our cousin, I pasted a grin of my own on my face. “What do you think, cousin? Have you made your decision? Ready to take on the great Culann of Uladh?”

“I have. And, yes, I will enter.” He waved his hand dismissively. “That was nothing but a bit of showmanship. I’m not worried at all.”

I allowed my eyes to roam over his attire, which was more suited for a royal ball than training. “It must be nice to have such confidence. I haven’t seen you in here practicing once.”

Anlon merely shrugged. "We've already lost one competitor. Surely you heard about the competitor who decided to harness an each-uisge by the shore? It drowned him. And then it ate him. I don't need to practice when fools like that are here."

Well, that accounted for Imogen’s lament. I winced. The water horses at the shore were beautiful but deadly. I wouldn’t want to meet my end that way.

Maybe I shouldn’t have egged Anlon on, but there was something more suspicious than usual about his behavior. He’d always been a smug son of a bitch, but I’d never known him to be delusional. And thinking he could waltz into the tournament and take down all of these competitors without a lick of preparation was more than a little unrealistic.

“Besides,” he added, grin still in place. “I’ve been training privately. I just like to stop by now and then to get a good look at the so-called competition.”

At that, I laughed. Apparently, I’d been wrong—he was delusional. Slapping him on the back harder than necessary, I said, “I wish you the best of luck, then.”

Making my way back to Killian, I noticed Imogen at the other end of the room, piling a plate high with more food than even I could eat in one sitting and decided not to ruin her appetite by revealing that someone had died.

Remembering how she’d attacked her dessert the night before, I smiled. For a wisp of a girl, she sure could eat. Of course, she’d probably had nothing but mush for the last year, a thought that immediately sobered me.

I hadn’t been able to resist magically eavesdropping on her conversation with Ronan earlier. She’d told him she forgave him—so, did that mean she forgave me and Killian as well?

I hoped to the gods she did.

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