Blood of the Divine (Moons of the Divine Book 3) by Lyra Asher

Author:Lyra Asher [Asher, Lyra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-10-17T00:00:00+00:00

The familiar warmth of the sun’s kiss warmed my flesh, but it wasn’t enough to bring that heat into my bones, into my soul.

I didn’t think it would ever be enough without him.

And even though everything in my soul was rebelling against this mission, begging me to continue on my search for Emrys, I had to push him to the back of my mind.

Had to focus on the present and the matter at hand: freeing dragons from sadistic fucks.

Unhooking a fitted leather suit that was strapped on my thigh, I slipped my feet into it quickly while studying my surroundings, trying to locate that same howling dragon.

About fifty or so of the strongest warriors came with Ric and me back to the smoking mountain just a few hours outside of their encampment. Only I flew back in my dragon form, scouting the tops of the mountains to find any of Umbra’s troops hiding within. We had gotten lucky as our fighters crawled through the rough terrain, with no threats waiting to strike them down.

Now they surrounded the lower part of the mountain, looking for another entrance or escape route to block off as I looked directly down into the steamy pit. The ashy air was silent for a moment, like the world had taken a deep breath before the chaos was unleashed. Rumbles of misery followed by the swift sound of a whip against flesh had the hair on the back of my neck rising. Smoke billowed out, the smell of misery potent within it as that poor dragon bellowed out once more.

It was heart-wrenching and painful to hear, that agony echoed into me.

And that screech…

It was one of a kind.

So strong and powerful, that screech alone could kill you upon earshot if she deemed it necessary.

It wasn’t just the Gods’ children that they held there, their anguish so dominating that it rattled my bones.

It was the Gods themselves.

And that was Reombarth being tortured, her purple scales most likely oozing the blood of our Divine as she was mutilated.

“Holy shit,” I whispered against the chilling breeze now cutting into my flesh.

The strong scent of Medies trailed up on the wind, causing my nose to wrinkle in disgust as I kicked a loose rock into the abyss of the crater below me. Sulfur mixed with blood overpowered the strong aroma of dark magic as I stared down into pure darkness. Another roar shook the ridge, causing more debris to fall into the active volcano. The mountain was feeble, crumbling with even the slightest movement⁠—

An echoing uproar followed by a bellow of affliction sent more rocks tumbling down.

They were so close… So damned close that I could scent their golden blood a few yards away.

Unsheathing my Shadowblade, I placed it between my teeth as claws sprouted from my fingertips. The volcano’s entrance seemed too narrow to swoop down in my dragon form without alerting everyone inside or causing it to crumble around us.

The element of surprise was to play a huge part in our attack, storming them at once from all sides.

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