Waking The Dragon by Alexis Davie

Author:Alexis Davie [Davie, Alexis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal & Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Adult Themes, The Dragon Shifter Mates, Supernatural Fantasy, Protection & Safety, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Multicultural & Interspecies Relationships, Romantic Schemes, Dangerous & Deadly, Romantic Suspense, Mystery & Intrigue, Mythical Creatures, Action & Adventure, Violence & Crime Story, SciFi Fantasy Romance, Hearts Desire, Futuristic, Beautiful & Feisty, Dragon Curse 0f Lunca Series, Family & Domestic Life
Publisher: Secret Woods Books
Published: 2019-10-24T04:00:00+00:00

12

Brinley

The room had uneven floorboards and wallpapered walls. It was floral and looked ancient and perhaps even tobacco stained. Mollie had stood by the door as Brinley walked in, then she held out the key. Her upper lip had been beaded with sweat.

“If you need anything, I’ll be in the kitchen,” Mollie had said. No asking if the room was okay, then. She clearly wanted to get back down to sea level as quickly as she could.

When the door had swung shut, Brin sat on the edge of the iron, framed bed. She had almost expected dust to puff up when she did so, but there was just the creek of ancient springs. There was a pointed window, since she was up in the eaves. Yet another terrible smell wafted from the bathroom attached to the room. Brin had taken it all in quickly, then stripped off in front of a round mirror that topped the chest of drawers. It was flecked with discoloration that looked almost like dried petals. She had felt she couldn’t trust the reflection was her. Well, maybe it wasn’t. Maybe it was Alice…

One look at the shower—more rust—had told Brin she wasn’t going to be able to wash. They’d… her and Garrick… they’d had sex after her shower that morning, and she still felt it on her, in her. It wasn’t that she wanted it gone, or that it felt bad. More that she liked it. She was sure she could still smell him on her skin. The thought turned her on, made her think of pressing her skin against his again. And she didn’t want to want that. But, as expected, when she had turned the tap of the shower, only a thin dribble of lukewarm water had greeted her. She had washed a little in the sink, thrown on clean clothes because she felt her favorite green dress must be impregnated with the smell of the house by now, and tucked all her other clothes deeper into her bag for protection before heading to the pub.

It had been a couple of hours before Garrick arrived. She’d done the nausea charm for Harry and felt it well up out of her and surround the place like a forcefield. Far stronger than she had intended or been aware she could produce.

“All right?” Harry had asked, seeing her face. “Doesn’t make you sick too, does it? I can get a bucket.”

It had been hard to concentrate on her book, but she had tried her best, and then, eventually, there was Garrick.

When he got to the pub, he was radiating a strange kind of… mania? A surface joy, and a storm at his center. She was getting better at this empath stuff. And she was worried about what he might have found out. All the same, they bantered, because she did like to banter with him. He was quick and a little mean, and it was hard to make him laugh, like he didn’t want to let himself.

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