To Fight A Fate by Jane Cousins

Author:Jane Cousins [Cousins, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2017-12-13T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Riya had never been so cold. Her feet felt like blocks of ice. Her skin burned. Every muscle had seized up and she was sure all her teeth would shatter if she clenched her jaw any tighter.

This was so much worse than the time her idiot brothers had been playing around on a family ski trip in Canada, bringing an avalanche down on all their heads. It had taken her father less than five seconds to find Riya, breathing on her to bring her back up to a toasty heated level almost immediately.

In an attempted lesson to curb their stupidity, her father had left her brothers to fight their own way out of the icy mess. They’d been pale and cold by the time they’d slogged their way back to the lodge. But Riya didn’t think any one of them had been this cold, this frozen to the very marrow. Where every breath hurt and every cell felt at once alien and yet was signalling it was in pain.

Riya found herself arching, her back bowing as a particularly nasty jolt of agony arrowed up her spine. Oh, Goddess, that hurt. Hmmm, but what was that source of heat plastered to her? It was distant, but it felt so good. She struggled to get nearer.

“Riya? It’s okay, I’ve got you.”

She knew that voice. Deep, masculine, it was missing that know-it-all superior edge but she recognised Marcus. Phew. He was alive. They were alive… just. “S.. so… c-c-cold.” She had to clench her teeth together again to stop them from chattering.

“I know. Just give it a minute.” Marcus rubbed his hands roughly up and down Riya’s arms and back. Encouraging the blood to flow. Her complexion was still too pale. Eyes constantly trying to flutter shut, but Marcus couldn’t allow Riya to go to sleep. Not in the condition she was in, she might not wake up again. “I was disappointed that you didn’t pull something out of one of those heavy suitcases you drag around and kill the Ice Demon. Or, at the very least distract it with a lovely ensemble you had recently whipped up, complimenting its white scales and bringing out the icicle shard rammed into the middle of its forehead.”

“Hah…. Hah.” Riya managed, turning slightly, pressing herself harder against that wall of wonderful heat. What was exuding all that warmth? An electric blanket? No, too hard. “I had… to leave something for you to… fight. Warrior… ego and all… that.”

Marcus chuffed a soft laugh, his warm breath playing over the silken strands of Riya’s hair. “Thanks. My ego remains in tact.”

“Mhhhmm.” Riya felt so tired. So cold. If she could just close her eyes for a minute or two, then she was sure everything would be okay.

“Riya?” When she didn’t respond immediately Marcus began to gently shake her, not liking the way she had suddenly gone completely limp against him. “Riya?”

Damn, what to do? Shit. He tipped her head back and kissed her. He was a creature re-born in the sun over a hundred years ago.

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