Allegiance Sworn (A NOVEL OF THE LIGHT BLADE) by Griffin Kylie

Author:Griffin, Kylie [Griffin, Kylie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Penguin Group US
Published: 2013-04-01T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 25

AREK stared hard at the spot where the heel of Imhara’s boot rested on the floor rug, yet with each passing heartbeat, the present situation seemed more and more surreal.

The conversation around him faded. Mother of Light, Na’Rei Savyr Gannec sat less than six feet away from him. The pounding of his pulse equaled the force he applied to every muscle in his body in the effort to remain still.

Keep calm! Concentrate on your task.

He gripped the serving tray tighter, his nails digging into the wooden edges, and snuck another look sideways. Couldn’t resist. The faceless image of his dreams finally had form and detail.

The power and strength in the broad angles of Savyr’s face and hard jawline hit first. Decades of experience marked the lines creasing his tanned skin, projecting an equal share of confidence and arrogance. Jet-black hair, the same color as the uneven spots trailing down either side of his dark brows, framed a wide forehead, yet the air of menace he exuded didn’t come from just his physical looks but also the predatory gleam in his deep purple gaze.

Arek sucked in a deep breath. How many years had he imagined this scenario? Of being in the same room as the monster who’d kidnapped and raped his mother. Of facing the bastard responsible for her death. The one he blamed for driving his father to suicide.

A familiar aching hollowness squeezed his heart. Too young to recall either of them, ethereal sensations were all he had to remember them by, and time had blurred or relegated many to indistinct impressions, some so insubstantial he could no longer recall the where or why of them.

Never had he felt the absence of a weapon at his side more keenly. The urge to drive a blade deep into that wide-barrel chest and let loose the full force of his Gift burned.

Arek ground his back teeth together, knowing the action would be suicide, but the seething mass of heat and cold roiling in his gut threatened to shred his control. He closed his eyes.

Focus.

He needed to focus.

He sucked in several, slow breaths.

Second Arek Barial, Light Blade warrior, had no place here.

He was a slave. Na Kaal’s server.

Nothing more.

Yrenna’s soft, uneven gasp snapped his eyes open. Imhara leaned back on one elbow, giving him a clear line of vision to Savyr. The demon’s large hand passed over the tips of Yrenna’s bare breasts, a teasing brush, before his fingers closed around one, his grip tight enough to illicit a pained cry.

Her distress scraped across already raw nerves.

“Get your hands off her.”

The raspy voice didn’t even sound like his, and for a moment, Arek wondered if someone else had issued the order. But heads turned in his direction, all with varying expressions of surprise and displeasure.

“What did you just say?” Imhara caught his jaw and twisted his face toward her, forcing his gaze away from Savyr and Yrenna. Violet eyes, wide with shock, locked with his. “You forget your place, slave.”

Her

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