Wings of Spirit_A Reverse Harem Paranormal Romance by G. Bailey

Author:G. Bailey [Bailey, G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-05-29T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Isola

“These are the huts they have given us to live in while we are here. I think someone should stay on guard, and no one should be alone anyway. I don’t trust Essna. There is something else going on here,” Melody says, waving a hand at the two huts in front of us, but keeping her serious eyes on me until I sharply nod. I don’t trust Essna either. I look back at the huts, seeing that one is massive and looks like it could fit dozens of people inside. The one next to it is rather small. Bee flies off my shoulder, flying into the hut through a gap in the fabric before I can stop her. She wasn’t pleased that we had to leave Kor at his parents’ and with Darth until he is better. I can’t say I’m happy about it, but I know he isn’t well enough to be moved yet, and his parents will care for him. I also know I need to start training as soon as possible with Bee, and I’m going to be distracted until the trials.

“I will check it is safe first,” Dagan says, walking past me and through the fabric door. I roll my eyes over his black trousers and shirt, and the two swords on his hips attached to his belt in holders. He also has a new dark-blue cloak which he holds rather than wears. It isn’t cold, and I might take my cloak off soon as it feels like the middle of summer here. I aimlessly look around the trees surrounding the huts, noticing that they have put us far away from anyone else. I don’t know if that’s to protect us or them. More likely them.

“Where is Thorne?” I ask, remembering that he was supposed to be with Melody for protection.

“With Elias getting food for us all. We bumped into him on the way back here,” she explains.

“That’s good,” I say tightly, even hearing his name makes my dragon growl, and my heart pound in my chest.

“What’s up? You’ve looked like someone killed your puppy since you left Korbin’s,” Melody says, nudging me with her shoulder.

“I don’t have a puppy,” I reply dryly, really not wanting to talk about anything.

“It’s a metaphor, now come on, out with it,” she demands, and I’m thankful for the distraction when Dagan comes out of the hut.

“It’s clear, come on in. It’s actually pretty nice,” he calls to us, holding the fabric door open. I quickly walk in, happy to get away from Melody and her questioning gaze. The hut is nice, with three red sofas and a matching red and yellow woven rug in the middle of them. There is a fireplace, which is already lit and makes the room really warm. I see five doors, and I’m guessing they lead to the bedrooms, bathroom, and kitchen areas.

“I’m taking the hut next door. It’s made for one, anyway, and I want to watch my orb for a while,” she says, placing her hand on my arm for a second.

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