Viking Warrior Rising by Asa Maria Bradley

Author:Asa Maria Bradley [Bradley, Asa Maria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2015-11-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Naya waited in the bedroom she’d started thinking of as hers, expecting Leif any minute.

She’d spent the evening with Ulf, sweeping for bugs. The only other place they’d found one was in the game room. She’d wanted to keep it in place so they could send misinformation to whomever listened, but Ulf had quickly disconnected its wires and crushed the device with his fist, a grim expression on his face.

As she waited, she fiddled with the objects on the dresser. Her mom had given her the hairbrush. She’d never before felt safe enough to leave it out. Its regular place was an outside pocket on her bag with other essentials, an always ready to-go bag.

A soft knock on the door made her turn. “Come in,” she called.

Leif stepped through the doorway. A black long-sleeved T-shirt strained over his shoulders and broad chest. A pair of black jeans hung low on his hips. All that darkness highlighted the radiance of his ice-blue eyes and the angled planes of his face.

Naya swallowed.

Leif strode toward her, stopping a few paces away, concern on his face. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” she croaked. The air between them crackled, making the hairs on her arms stand up. Was she the only one feeling this?

He took a step closer and cupped her cheek in his palm. “Are you sure? You look a little pale.”

She resisted the urge to rest her head in his hand. “No, I’m fine.” She took a step back.

He frowned.

“We found one more bug in the game room.” Her voice sounded rough.

“Ulf told me.” He stepped toward her, eyes blazing.

“We’re working on the computers tomorrow,” she whispered, taking another step back. He crowded her. His body heat confused her, making her want impossible things. She cleared her throat. “It shouldn’t take us long to improve your firewall and install a few security checks.”

Leif watched her silently.

“You want to sit down?” She gestured toward the arm chairs.

“Sure,” he said, but didn’t move.

Naya had to step around him. Her skin sizzled when her arm accidently brushed against his. Relieved, she sank down in one of the blue chairs. A small table created a barrier between her and Leif. “So,” she said. “You were going to explain what makes you different from regular humans.”

He sat down in the empty chair, elbows on knees, studying his clasped hands. After a few moments he tilted his head and looked at her. “I’ll try to answer all of your questions, but some of this may sound a little crazy.”

“I’ll keep an open mind.”

Leif’s eyes met hers. Whatever he saw in them seemed to satisfy him. “I died in 1050.” He paused, watching her reaction.

Naya kept her gasp from escaping and instead nodded encouragingly.

“In the Norse culture, warriors who die in battle or die a heroic violent death are sent to live with the gods in Asgard. The men spend their time training in Valhalla with Odin. The women are schooled by Freya.”

Naya’s mind reeled. What he described didn’t seem possible, but he was so sincere.

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