Blood Rain (Warrior Class Book 3) by S.L. Kassidy

Author:S.L. Kassidy [Kassidy, S.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Desert Palm Press
Published: 2021-05-10T14:00:00+00:00

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Nakia sat down for dinner with Layla and Adira. Badar stayed behind with Samar to make sure she didn’t work herself to exhaustion. Layla and Adira would keep her safe. They compared notes. It seemed most of the nobles backed Nakia’s claim to the throne. Many religious leaders would rather wait for word from Ashni or Chandra, but almost no one backed the brothers.

“Nobody likes them,” Layla said.

“Nobody likes who?” Asad stalked over and sat down next to Nakia.

Layla stared at him. “You.”

Asad smiled. “Being liked is overrated. Not everyone likes my mother, and she’s still Empress.” He inched closer to Nakia, invading her space. “Hell, there are times I don’t like my mother, but she’s still Empress. That’s just the way things are.”

“Are you admitting treason?” Adira asked.

“Of course not.” Asad chuckled, snatching some berries off the shared plate. “I’ll follow the Empress’ decisions, although that doesn’t mean I always like them. Don’t you feel that way about what she’s done to Amal?” He moved to put his arm around Nakia, and she caught his wrist.

“Don’t touch me,” Nakia said.

A low wheeze filled the room, and both Layla’s and Adira’s blades were at his throat before anyone could blink. He continued to smirk. His eyes darkly evil.

His gaze flicked to Layla. “Are you sure you want to point your sword at me, Shadow Beast? Need I remind you whose territory Tariq and Tiq sit in? One word from me and those places will not only be burned to the ground, but everyone will be raped, the children slaughtered, and the rest will be sold into slavery.” The way his voice remained low and steady drove home that promise. He tapped his chin. “Or maybe I already left that standing order. You know, should something happen to me while I’m here.”

Layla didn’t waver but cut Nakia a glance. Nakia was flattered by Layla’s loyalty. Still, she couldn’t trade so many lives and anguish for her. She gave a small nod and Layla’s jaw tensed as she put her weapon down.

Asad chuckled. “Good dog.” He turned to Adira. “I don’t think anyone noticed, but Jay went to go see Bashira dance. He hoped to get a private show.”

Adira snarled. “You are a fucking monster!” She sheathed her blade.

Asad laughed, and the sound cut through Nakia like a serrated blade. He was worse than Amal, and Adira said Jay was worse than him. At least Amal brought the fight to Ashni, one on one. Amal never made it personal in that sense whereas now innocent people Ashni cared about were in danger.

“Have a seat, ladies. Let’s celebrate this peaceful exchange of power.” He put his arm around Nakia’s shoulders and yanked her to him. She cringed as his strange cinder scent surrounded her. His demonic laugh filled the room and drained all feeling from Nakia. The brothers had entire towns as their hostage and Jay also had Bashira. What’s my next move?

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