Wealth of the Bear (Bear Kamp Book 2) by Rachel Robins

Author:Rachel Robins [Robins, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Quantum Works Publishing Group
Published: 2017-05-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

The next day, they were on their way again. Even though Frida knew it would be faster for them to utilize Daegal's dragon form and fly north, there was no discussion of that. And she was avoiding talking to him as much as she could, still trying to sort out her feelings about the night before.

The thing was, she wanted to just chalk it up to their physical attraction. She wanted to chalk it up to having her needs fulfilled. As she'd told him, after all, it had been a long time since she'd slept with a man. She'd craved the feeling of being filled, of getting to that perfect moment when her brain just totally whited out with bliss.

But that wasn't it, was the thing. There had been something there, something she had sensed. It was there in the nervous energy that lit the area between them whenever they were close enough to touch. It was there in the way they interacted with one another. It was there in those little gestures that Daegal made, when he gave her that roll back in Daelfjord, that first night that the raiders had been there—or when he'd taken a lashing just to keep her safe from punishment.

It had been there since their eyes had first connected across the Great Hall.

She didn't know what it was, though. The closest she could come to it was that thing that he had said about her magic, that it was practically reaching out to him every time they touched.

Whatever it was, it had made the sex all the more incredible—but it left her feeling incredibly shaken, as though she were missing something very important.

Their ride that morning was mostly in silence, broken only when one or the other of them needed to stop or when Daegal began whistling before quickly falling silent and glancing over at Frida.

It was midway through that afternoon when they were attacked.

The raiders seemed to come out of nowhere: it was just Daegal and Frida and their horses, and then there were raiders swarming them from all sides.

Frida's horse reared up on its hind legs, very nearly throwing her from the cheap leather saddle that it had been outfitted with. She struggled against the reins for a moment, until one of the raiders leapt from an embankment at the side of the road and knocked her flying.

She fell to the ground and rolled, managing to come up with a short knife in her hand. If she had had a moment of thought to spare, she might have thanked Daegal for giving that to her the first day after they'd left Agnarr's.

The raider lunged at her, a sword in hand, and she ducked out of the way, mentally making a count of how many attackers there were. It looked like eight of them versus the two of them. All she needed was to get one of them away from their sword and she could do a fair amount of damage, if what her father had taught her was still there somewhere in her muscle memory.

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