The Savage Series: Box Set (Pearl, Blood and Principle) (Dark Post-Apocalyptic Romance) by Tamara Rose Blodgett

Author:Tamara Rose Blodgett
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Tamara Rose Blodgett
Published: 2014-01-19T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 8

Clara was moving rhythmically. At first, she did not know where she was and opened her eyes slowly. As her vision adjusted she was looking at the ground, upside down.

She was on horseback.

All the memories rushed back to her, assaulting her consciousness. She was as the Band, yet not. She had gills. She breathed underwater. She had been captured by the fragment who were in collusion with Prince Frederic.

Even now they made their way back to her home sphere to capture the women and do Guardian knows what.

Her hands were bound as were her ankles.

“She's awake!” the man she recognized as Tucker bellowed to someone beyond her line of sight.

A male of the fragment came running alongside the horse and said to Tucker, “Stop, you jackass!”

Tucker slowed the horse, then stopping, swung down from his mount. Clara craned her head to the right to see them in conversation, the sore side of her face protesting against the horse's flank.

“We need to keep her alive, Tucker. That fool of a Prince thinks that you'll keep to the bargain. Question the girl and kill that idiot as soon as we get to their sphere.” He planted his hands on his hips and Clara took in their strange attire of blue breeches and strange shirts which buttoned almost to the throat, leaving the hollow exposed. They spoke strangely and were clothed just as strangely.

“Don't tell me you give a crap about this girl. That you're feeling sorry for her?”

“No, Tucker. But think of the information we need to infiltrate their sphere. I want to get in and get out. Take the women, raid their goods. That's our strength; numbers and speed.”

“You do not have integrity, that much is clear,” Clara said in a low voice from her vulnerable position on the horse.

Tucker came and jerked her off the horse by her wrists, letting her fall to the soft grass of the prairie. “Shut up, Princess,” he raised his fist and she looked at him defiantly. He would not break her with his abuse. She had had enough and would not be cowed again.

The other stayed his hand mid-swing. “Even you shouldn't beat a bound woman. Beside,” he looked at Clara in a speculative way that caused unease to rear its head again, “she may be of some value later. How many are like her? She may be quite unique...” he let it trail off and Tucker's fist fell. Clara gave a relieved exhale of the breath she had not realized she held.

The other male of the fragment gently picked her up and cut the ties which bound her as Frederic bound up beside them. “Why do you untie her?”

“She's awake now. Tucker wants to get some answers, Frederic.”

“Prince Frederic to you,” he corrected.

The other male narrowed his eyes on him. “I'm not playing that game, Fred. You need us. So shut up and go along for the ride.”

Frederic huffed, “Which ride? Do not speak in riddles you imbecile. Speak plainly so we may all understand.

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