The Mating Season by Bonnie Vanak

Author:Bonnie Vanak
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2016-04-29T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Gray skies and sullen clouds darkened the skies as they proceeded through the Shadow Lands. It felt like they had walked for hours through the forest when, finally, the trees cleared and they came to a jagged mountain.

The entrance to a cave was set in the mountain. Tristan shifted back to Skin.

“Drust,” he muttered, his voice rich with satisfaction. “He is hiding Prince Alexander here.”

Niki stared at the dark opening of the cave. “Why have you waited all this time for revenge, Tristan? How long has Drust been here?”

“Centuries.”

“And you want to do this now, when you need to get me out of here?”

“You are the reason we are here, Nikita. You suffered as much as I did because of Drust’s betrayal. He was not merely responsible for my execution.” Tristan’s voice trembled. He waved a hand and a vision appeared in the air, as opaque as mist—herself and Tristan, walking with their arms around each other in a green meadow, watching a dozen children run and play.

“He took away all our dreams and hopes of being a family, of living in peace and growing old to see our grandchildren.”

Emotion clogged her throat as he waved a hand andthe vision vanished. “There are always new dreams.” Deep inside, she wondered if this revenge was more important than she was to Tristan.

Tristan gazed down at her. “Yes. We will have another future together. But he caused my death, Nikita, and made me feel powerless and helpless. He murdered you, Nikita, and killed our babe in your womb and I could not help you. That is something I could never forgive.”

Ancient screams echoed in her mind, a memory from the past. But they weren’t her screams.

She closed her eyes, seeing Tristan, his body torn and bleeding, the agony he suffered as they tortured him to find out where he’d hidden the dragon’s eggs. He had remained steadfast and never told the Fae. Even as the king’s executioner picked up the knife and spread his legs apart to reach for his manhood…

Moaning, she hugged herself. “What they did to you, my poor Tristan.”

“Do not be distressed, my sweet,” he said gently. “That is in the past.”

Fierce resolved filled her. “I don’t just want him to suffer because of what he did to me and how he took everything away from us.” She felt hatred consume her. “I want him to suffer because of what he made you go through.”

“He will.”

Confidence filled his deep voice. He pulled himself straighter and she saw the aura of power around him grow stronger. Tristan walked over to a towering oak tree near the cave entrance. Dropping to his knees, he dug in the earth and pulled free the diamond dragon scale she’d seen him previously toss into the portal leading to the Shadow Lands. Dusting off his trousers, he returned and handed her the scale.

“This is the key to sending Prince Alexander home. Stay here. I must see what Drust is doing. I will be back.”

Then the Silver Wizard shifted again, this time into a black raven, flying into the cavern.

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