A New Dawn Boxed Set Two: Dawn of Days, Broken Skies, Broken Bones (New Dawn Boxed Sets Book 2) by Amy Hopkins & Michael Anderle

Author:Amy Hopkins & Michael Anderle [Hopkins, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2018-11-18T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Bette knocked on the door, nerves making her effort weak. She cleared her throat, straightened, and knocked again. This time, the sound was strong and clear.

“Come in, Bette.” Julianne’s voice was muffled through the thick door.

Bah, so much for a good impression, Bette thought. The mystic would have sensed her there… and noticed her fluttering anxiety. Still, Julianne had let her knock the second time. Bette could still make a good impression on Lord George.

Though she’d spoken to him many times, it was almost always in battle. Or just before it. There had also been a few times when she had been covered in the blood and gore of slain enemies. That was when Bette was in her element.

This scheduled meeting had been planned days ago, though, and had the feel of something more formal than her casual discussions with her superior.

Pull yer knickers up, lass, she told herself. Ye always get yerself in a knot when it comes ta talkin’ to the big boss—and ye always come out on top.

Bette pushed the door open, a nervous grin plastered to her face. She walked over to the table, ignoring Julianne and Bastian. She spared the platter on the table loaded with fruit, bread, and ham an admiring glance.

Bette gave Francis a polite duck of the head and dropped an awkward curtsy to Lord George.

“Good mornin’, me lord.”

Pleased that she’d pulled off the complicated maneuver, she dropped into the nearest seat. Curtsies were ridiculous at the best of times, but she was wearing her best pants. Last time she’d worn them, they’d been loose, but in her time as captain, the muscle she’d built made them tight across her backside.

“Good to see you, Captain Bette,” George said with a kind smile. “No need for formality, though. I’ve always enjoyed your honest approach.”

Relaxing a little, Bette reached over the table and grabbed a handful of plums from the bowl. “What’ve I missed?”

“Not much,” Francis admitted. “We’re at a loss. You were filled in about the source of our new friends?”

“Aliens from another world?” Bette snorted. “Aye. I don’t see what it matters, though. They’re pests, and the portal is a security issue. Both need to be dealt with.”

“Pests?” Julianne asked. “They’re not that bad.” To prove her point, she sat Ardie on the table, patting his back until he unfurled and stretched out on his belly.

“You have one tamed?” George asked, face lighting up. “Oh, do say I can give him a pat!”

Julianne nodded, and Bette watched the old man reach out to gingerly touch the alien creature. Like a child with a kitten, he grinned and picked it up, cuddling it to his chest.

Bette shook her head, but couldn’t help the tiny smile that touched her lips. “Oh, fine. They’re a wee bit cute.”

Francis didn’t look appeased. “The varks seem benign, but what about your vision, Julianne?”

Sobering, Julianne nodded.

“Ye’ll have to explain that one to me,” Bette piped up. “Giant demons? Through that wee hole? Even the tiny beasties like yer pet there have trouble shovin’ their way through the split.

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