The Alien’s Sacrifice: Outcasts of Corin by Maven Ella

Author:Maven, Ella
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-03-25T00:00:00+00:00

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I stood fidgeting next to Trapt, a young warrior who was kind but also stared a lot. Even now he stood beside me, trying to remain stoic with his hands locked behind his back, but his violet eyes kept shifting to me before darting away.

When I woke, I’d been alone in my hut. So as Kent had said, he must have carried me to my hut after I fell asleep by the fire. When I’d ventured out of my hut to find him, I’d been intercepted by Trapt, who provided me with a hearty breakfast of some hard bread, cheese, and a thick cut of salted, cured meat that resembled bacon enough for me to pretend it was.

Then he’d led me to a room with a cleanser which I hadn’t seen since I left the Uldani. Standing beneath it, I’d reveled in the purified air stripping me of dirt and oil. It never ceased to amaze me that I could get so clean without soap and water.

I’d also been given a fresh pair of clothes that had been quickly sewn to my size, based on the crooked seams, but I wasn’t complaining.

The pants were a thick canvas-like material, and the shirt a soft cotton that seemed to form to my body. And the best part was, I still had the fur cape in a thick striped pattern. I ran my fingers through the soft, thick pelt. I had asked Trapt what animal had supplied it, and he’d answered by baring his fangs and saying, salibri.

Well, whatever a salibri was, I thanked the animal for its sacrifice.

“Where’s Kent?” I asked Trapt. All he’d told me so far was that I was to leave for Granit that morning. He’d given me a small pack with supplies, which I’d slung over my shoulder.

Kent was probably in some sort of strategy meeting, I assumed, but I was starting to get restless now. Trapt didn’t answer my question, and I twisted at the waist to look up at his face. “Hello?”

His gaze shifted frantically, and he cleared his throat. Suddenly, his hand went up and he pointed with one claw in the distance. I straightened to see Kutzal walking toward me with the big warrior they’d called Axton who wore two large swords strapped to his back. He also had a pack slung over his shoulder, and the sight of it made me sweat.

“Trapt,” I said again. He flinched when I spoke his name. “Where. Is. Kent?”

But he still didn’t answer, and when Kutzal approached, he made a gesture to Trapt that had him racing away, leaving me alone with the two large warriors.

“Where’s Kent?” I demanded again, like that was the only sentence my tongue could form.

“Axton will be taking you to Granit,” Kutzal announced.

My heart pounded, and for a moment I battled a bout of lightheadedness. I had to have heard him wrong. “I’m sorry?”

“Axton is more than capable—”

“So is Kent,” I said through gritted teeth. I tried to remain calm and respectful, but panic had seized my limbs.

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