The Daath Chronicles- The Complete Series by Eliza Tilton

Author:Eliza Tilton [Tilton, Eliza]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: teen shapeshifter romance series, ya shapeshifter, teen fantasy and adventure books, box set paranormal romance, ya fantasy box sets with romance
Publisher: Shakespeare Villains
Published: 2019-08-04T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Jeslyn

Watching the egg, I wondered what kind of creature lived inside. I folded my legs underneath me, perched my head onto my hands, and waited.

And waited some more.

With a sigh, I searched the beach for Lucino.

The leaves lay splattered across the white sand, and I decided to start weaving them together. I wasn’t sure what Lucino planned to use them for, but they could provide us with a better covering by the alcove, especially if it rained.

Mother used to weave baskets. She’d take the long reeds by the lake and weave them in and out. Grabbing the leaves in my hand, I pictured her hands and their movements, remembering the over and under crisscross.

I wondered how long Ms. Gen would wait before contacting my family. What would my parents do once they discovered Grandfather and I were missing? They would be worried, confused, and eventually start a search that would lead them nowhere.

How I prayed they wouldn’t find out. They already had enough to worry about. I hated that these terrible things kept happening to my family. If only Avikar had returned home. He should’ve returned home when Derrick and I had left. Daath was a beautiful land, and I saw how he smiled around Raven, but Father needed him.

Avikar assumed Father hated him. He didn’t realize Father loved him the most.

My eyes turned to the sea—still no sign of Lucino.

Lucino . . . .

When he had held me last night, the warmth of his arms melted me. Even though he only held me, the touch sent my insides into a scramble. I wished I wasn’t attracted to him. I wanted to hold onto my anger, but our days at sea had changed everything. He was gentle. It reminded me of how he treated me in Daath and why I had fallen for him.

Crack.

My hands stilled as a fissure appeared on the shell. I placed the woven leaves on the ground and inched closer to the egg, curiosity bubbling inside my chest.

Pieces of the egg broke, revealing a white film. Blue peeked through the cracks as the egg fell apart. I dug my hands into the sand, eager and anxious. I wanted to help free the bird, but I wasn’t sure if I should interfere.

The side broke off, exposing part of a wing, then the head. Once the head was through, the little bird pushed against the egg, breaking the rest apart, then plopped onto the sand.

Caw, Caw, Caw.

“It’s okay, little bird, I won’t hurt you.”

The bird titled its head and waddled over to me. Sticky goo covered its aqua wings. I held out my palm and the bird fell onto it. It was already the size of a crow, and only a baby! Its beak was white, and silver streaked the blue of its feathers.

It cawed again. A hungry cry, but I had no idea what this type of bird ate, and I didn’t have any food. It snapped at my free hand, drawing blood.

“Ouch.” I pulled my hand back.

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