Thrane's Fated by Marina Maddix

Author:Marina Maddix [Maddix, Marina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-08-13T18:30:00+00:00

14

ARLYNN

Since the merge, the population of the village had exploded overnight. With no empty huts to spare, I’d invited Nell, Lysandra and Teah to stay with me until we sorted out where they’d live on a more permanent basis. It made for a cramped living situation, but it didn’t bother me, and I knew they were so relieved to be out of the Training Center, they would have happily slept in the dirt outside. I could definitely relate.

“Your color’s growing out,” Lysandra pointed out, as I handed her a bowl of helix mash.

We could have easily eaten at the table inside if Sienna and Natalie hadn’t decided to stop in for breakfast. Thankfully, they’d brought their own chairs, so no one had to sit on a rock.

“Thanks,” I teased, handing a bowl to Teah. “Sadly, Wargs haven’t discovered the joys of hair dye, so I’m stuck with my roots showing. Guess I’ll just have to live with black hair.”

Sienna leaned forward. “Maybe our brilliant sister could whip up something in that lab of hers.”

Natalie sat like a stone, staring down toward the commons in a daze.

“Thracos to Natalie, come in Natalie.” Sienna laughed and poked her.

Only then did she seem to realize other people surrounded her. “Huh? What?”

“I was just saying you should develop some hair dye, so poor Arlynn won’t have to live the rest of her life with her natural color — which I would kill for, by the way.”

Nat’s gaze dropped to the bowl sitting in her lap. “Oh, um, I’m kind of busy with something else right now, but…maybe.”

Sienna shot me a questioning glance, but all I could do was shrug. Nat had been acting strange for over a week now, but she wouldn’t tell us what, if anything, was wrong. Come to think of it, I couldn’t recall seeing Jorek at all recently. Perhaps she was simply preoccupied with some super-secret project they were working on. That would explain her odd behavior perfectly.

“I still can’t figure out how we can understand what they’re all saying,” Nell said around a mouthful of mash. “I’m not wrong about it being a different language, right? Yet I can pretty much understand everything.”

“Wargs are able to sort of boost their signal, so to speak,” Sienna explained. “They can’t read your mind or anything; it’s just a way to communicate with other beings.”

“Look at all the men staring up here,” Lysandra said breathlessly, not caring in the slightest about the mechanics of the Warg language. “At us!”

“That’s right,” Sienna said, smiling as she scooped out a sporkful of mash. “I suspect you’ll all meet every unmated male Warg in very short order. Hopefully, one of them will be your fated.”

“Can you tell us more about fated mates?” Nell asked.

Terrans didn’t have fated mates. A normal Terran simply met someone he or she liked, and just hoped the relationship would work out in the long run. Or so I’d heard. It had never happened to any of us — we’d been labeled ‘undesirable’ because we didn’t fit the genetic ideal in our society.

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