The Lost Alliance by Raven Storm

Author:Raven Storm
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Raven Storm

I awoke amidst shouting, Kieran and Benedict already in the air. I stumbled, tripping over one of the supply packs and falling on my face. I ignored the pain, flaring my wings and flapping hurriedly to try and join them. The shouts weren’t coming from us, or the fire witches. A group of wild looking men were fleeing from us as fast as they could, their long, brown hair flying behind them.

“Mountain men.” Meruse hissed, spitting blood from her split lip onto the ground.

Benedict dove from the sky, dangling a terrified man by one arm. He slammed the man into the ground, his back hitting the earth with a thud. The man lay stunned, the wind knocked out of him. “They went for the witches and ran when they saw us.”

Meruse snorted as Astrid rolled her eyes. “Yes, because us poor womenfolk are so unable to protect ourselves.”

I ignored them. “Did they know you were witches?”

Farran sent a small ball of flame at the man’s feet, watching in glee as he shrieked in fear. “He does now.”

She readied her hands for more flames, but something in the back of my mind was shouting, no screaming, for attention.

“Wait.” I held out a hand.

Farran hissed but didn’t take another step towards the wild man. His dark, brown hair was dreadlocked, but with none of the braids, adornments, or care the sea witches used. His clothing was rough and poorly made. It was as if its owner didn’t have the time or means to simply sit and sew. His wild eyes were brown, as well as his skin. Everything about him was brown, just like—

“Georg,” I gasped.

Benedict and the wild man jerked, snapping their gazes to me. The man said something, frantic and guttural in a language I didn’t understand. He reached for me, but Benedict kicked him down to the ground, one foot pressing painfully on the wild man’s chest. I remembered what Georg had said, though it seemed like years ago.

“Benedict found me, said my parents were killed by a band of lykoses. My mom hid me in a pile of leaves. I’m from the mountain folk that surround this range. We used to live together as a large tribe, but since the Demon Wars we all split up to give ourselves a better chance of survival, or at least that’s what Benedict said.”

I shook my head as Benedict snarled, the man under his foot wheezing in pain.

“Stop it!” I kicked Benedict in the bend of his knee. He stumbled, not expecting the attack. I dove around him as the wild man scrambled to me. My smaller, scaled hands found his large, meaty ones. “You know Georg, don’t you?”

His brown eyes found mine, and he went very still. Then he repeated the only thing we both understood, the only thing that mattered. “Georg.”

He touched a weathered, leathery hand to his breast. It was a hand that had not only braved the elements but had survived them.

I inhaled sharply, turning back to Benedict.

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