The Fallen Valkyrie Duet by J.E. Taylor

Author:J.E. Taylor
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Valkyrie, Norse Mythology, Survival, Battle of the Realms, Enemies to Lovers
Publisher: JET-Fueled Fiction
Published: 2023-12-04T00:00:00+00:00

MODERN GODDESS CHAPTER 6

MY FEARS REGARDING SPIDERS were unfounded. But the forest blocked most of the light, making it difficult to navigate. We found a downed tree and hunkered behind it, using some of the dead brush for a perimeter wide enough that our fire wouldn’t catch.

Reyfyre unpacked our sleeping bags and leaned our packs on the tree near where he laid out my bag. He unzipped his sleeping bag and went to sit on it, but yanked his hand back. “Damn it.”

“What’s wrong?”

He showed me his red palm before wiping it with snow. “It’s still tacky with blood.” He opened it all the way and laid it with the inside facing the night sky on the patch of snow opposite where mine was. Blocking the exit of our little camp.

“That sucks for you.” I dug in my bag and pulled out more jerky, offering him a piece.

He shook his head and busied himself with building a fire. We had enough wood from the branches we peeled away from the dead tree to keep us roasting far into the night. And when he had the fire blazing, his back twitched and Reyfyre looked up at the stars peeking through the trees.

Then he spun on his heels and met my gaze. “We’re going to have to share again.” His chin jutted to the sleeping bag under me.

I couldn’t blame him for not wanting to sleep in tacky blood. Even so, I stared him down, searching for an ulterior motive. When I found none, I offered a piece of the jerky again.

“Is this how you intend to get me into bed?” I chomped another bite and let a smile toy on my lips.

Reyfyre snorted a laugh and took the offered jerky. He settled on the bag with me. “I know it’s not ideal.” He took a bite and leaned back against the tree, completely ignoring my comment. “But we’ll have to take turns feeding the fire tonight, so it’s not like we’ll be stuffed in the bag together.” He bumped my shoulder with his in an attempt at humor.

We stared at the fire in silence.

“I need to get out of these clothes, too.” He sighed and unzipped his jacket. He easily removed his uninjured arm, but the other one stuck in the sleeve. “Can you help?” His irritated gaze slashed to me.

I finished the piece of jerky. “What do you need me to do?”

He handed me the portion of the jacket he already took off. “Pull.”

I did and nearly toppled over when it finally gave. The inside of the sleeve was a deep red, almost black now, which was different than the crimson from this morning. “You might want to see if you can scrub some of that out with snow and then let it dry over there with your sleeping bag.”

“Not a bad idea.” He stood, crossed to the perimeter, and crouched, taking a handful of snow to the sleeve. He got most of the offending blood off, but his hands and the snow surrounding him looked a bit like a mini massacre occurred.

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