The Quarter Mage by Angelina J. Steffort

Author:Angelina J. Steffort [Steffort, Angelina J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MK
Published: 2022-08-30T16:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Six

No one heeded me a look as I kicked and thrashed in the strong pair of arms gripping me from behind, as if I weren’t even there, wasn’t silently squealing for Tristan through the hand that wouldn’t even release me as I bit with all my might.

He cursed, yes, but didn’t detach from my mouth, his fingers digging into my jaw with such force that I was sure they’d leave bruises. “Stop fighting,” the voice demanded, “at least, if you value your petty human life.”

I was dragged through a narrow door, my hands too busy clawing at my captor’s forearms to latch onto the threshold and attempt to keep him from pulling me from the room. The door snapped shut, trapping us in darkness for a panic-instilling moment before another door creaked open behind us, filling the small space with dim light.

“That was almost too easy,” a second voice claimed.

“Right? There’s no fun when there’s no challenge.”

“Enough challenge tricking the Mage,” a third voice entered the conversation. “She has his name written all over her.”

Taking a shaky breath through my nose, I forced back the blind panic. If I wanted any chance of getting out of this alive, I needed to assess the situation, understand where I was, where they were taking me, what they wanted from me—and most of all, who they were.

If I could only move my hand up to my pendant, I might—

I stopped my fighting, body slackening in the hard grasp as my training lessons kicked in—Mother had made certain I’d be prepared for assaults of all sorts. As a royal child, a target had been painted on my back long before Cyrill’s knife, led by Dimar’s hand, had hit its mark. But against those fairies…

It was worth a try. Better to have attempted and failed than not having tried at all.

As if surprised by the sudden weight in his arms, the fairy behind me let his grip slip an inch, and I used the moment of inattention to slam my elbows back into what I hoped was his stomach as I let loose a scream—a scream muffled by some sort of wicked magic shoving it back down my throat.

The fairy gasped, and the other one laughed. “This is going to be so much more fun than expected.”

“Save your screams, girl. No one can hear you here,” the third one said from the back of the room.

Now—I had to run now.

I managed to half turn and glimpse the tan face of a tall, handsome high fae—of course. They were all tall and ridiculously handsome; it seemed to be an innate part of being high fae.

Ignoring the curious, deep blue stare that met mine, my hand shot up to my throat in an attempt at using that emergency magic Tristan and Zelia had provided for such situations. My fingers were halfway up as the male captured them and spun me around, his broad hands clasping my wrists now.

I screamed Tristan’s name, but my voice was once more

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