Wings of Lomay (Solus Series Book Four) by Walls Devri

Author:Walls, Devri [Walls, Devri]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: fantasy, supernatural, angels
Publisher: StoneHouse Ink
Published: 2014-02-04T05:00:00+00:00

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ALCANDER PUSHED HIS WAY through the celebrations of freedom—the joy at seeing their Solus stand against the undefeatable foe. He stopped next to Emane, who anxiously watched the door for Kiora’s return.

“She’s upstairs.”

“Thanks,” Emane said. “Did she tell you what she planned to do?”

“No.”

“You should probably go check on her,” Emane’s hand ran repeatedly over the hilt of his sword. “I am going to go stand by the back doors to make sure no one goes outside and upsets the foxes.”

“They can feel the foxes’ threads, you know,” Alcander said. “You don’t need to warn them.”

Emane clenched his jaw before leveling his gaze with Alcander’s. “Yes, I know. But I can’t go comfort the woman I love and am sending you instead. As much as I am trying to be gracious, it’s at times like this . . .” He ground his teeth. “She is hurting, Alcander—just go.” He jerked awkwardly forward as if being tugged by some imaginary string, and then made his way through the rebels.

Alcander watched him go before heading up the stairs. He knocked gently on Kiora’s door, but got no response. He pushed it open. She sat on the edge of the bed, her hands clasped tightly in her lap, staring into the fireplace. The light from the fire played off the white streak in her dark hair, making it look even brighter than usual.

She was delicate. Her frame, her face—her heart. And yet, so strong. It never ceased to amaze him how the two could live in one person. He crossed the room. Sitting next to her, he placed his hands over hers.

She didn’t move. Her face was abnormally impassive as she stared forward.

“Kiora?” he whispered, trying to gain some response. There was none. “Kiora, you promised never to do this to me again.”

She turned her head toward him but would not meet his gaze, her eyes fixed on his chest. He put his finger beneath her chin, pulling it up. Her eyes looked darker—haunted.

Sighing, Alcander pulled her onto his lap. She resisted at first, but then threw her arms around his neck, sobbing into his shoulder. He held her tight, not saying anything as she cried, letting her release the anguish that colored her sobs. He held her, his heart hurting at her pain, until she fell asleep.

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