The Price of Discovery by Leslie Dicken

The Price of Discovery by Leslie Dicken

Author:Leslie Dicken
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2011-04-25T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Fourteen

About halfway between the spot where the dirt road began and Drakor’s house, Erin saw a small figure walking toward her. She recognized the long dark hair and short gait. Sitora.

What was the girl doing all the way out here by herself?

Erin pulled the car off to the side as far as she could and got out. Sitora looked up and her face brightened instantly.

“What are you doing?” Erin rushed over to her. “Is everything okay?”

Sitora shrugged and tugged at her hair with one hand. In the other, she held a cloth doll. “Father is sick and Ankra and Mother are crying.”

Erin squatted before her, sinking her knees into the hot, powdery dirt. “Drakor told me your dad was ill. I’m very sorry he is sick, I know that can be scary.”

She pulled the little girl into her arms and held her. “Were you too sad to stay at home? Is that why you were leaving?”

Warm breath blew down her back. “I wanted to find you and you came.”

Erin smiled. At least she knew she made an impression on one person in this family. She backed away and stood up, holding out her hand to Sitora.

“How about I take you back to your house?”

“Can I ride in that?” She pointed excitedly to the car. “Please?”

“Well, I don’t have a booster seat for you, but how about you climb in the back?”

Sitora ran to the car and yanked the door open. She scrambled to the back seat. “Drakor says you can’t come with us. But I want you to.”

Erin reached behind the seat and pulled the seatbelt over Sitora’s shoulder. “Go with you where?”

“When we leave. He says you can’t come because you won’t belong. I think he’s being mean.”

Erin stopped, her stomach twisting in a slow knot. “Leave? When are you leaving?”

The girl shrugged and squeezed her doll against her chest. “I don’t know.”

Questions swirled in Erin’s brain. Where were they going? Why were they leaving? Was Drakor going to tell her? Did he know they were leaving all along?

Biting her lip, she turned to slide into the driver’s seat. But a sight up ahead made her breath catch in her throat. Drakor walked toward them with long, purposeful strides. His wide shoulders were emphasized by the white shirt he wore and his dark hair lifted with his brisk movement. On the prowl. But the look on his face clearly stated he was after something other than the warmth between her legs.

“Oh!” whined Sitora from behind her. “He’s going to take me back. Don’t let him.”

Erin got out of the car and stood next to the open door.

Drakor came up before her and she suddenly noticed the unusual paleness of his skin. His eyes were both red and hard. The rest of his features, set in a scowl, looked nothing like the man who had lain in bed with her last night.

“I need to take Sitora home.” His voice was clipped, tense. The accent more noticeable than usual.

“I don’t want to go!” the girl yelled from the car.



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