Claimed by Fire by Kimber White

Author:Kimber White [White, Kimber]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nokay Press LLC
Published: 2018-12-24T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Ash

I went back down to the site alone. We decided it was better if Loch came back the next morning. I didn’t want to lie to the crew, but my personal life was really none of their business, no matter how much gossip formed the fabric of life in Blackfoot.

I put two people I trusted on cleanup duties in the tent we kept on the north ridge of the jobsite. Stinky’s sister Lola came in from town. Mike Jeffries was one of my father’s oldest friends. It was Mike who’d given my father his first job on his uncle’s mine over thirty years ago. Mike and Lola waited for me. Lola had just about finished putting the last of the cleaned gold into the jar we would weigh.

“How’s it look?” I asked. I had a strong hunch this would be a very good week. Even though we’d lost a day with the dozer, and despite the drama among the men, we’d hit our stride. I could feel it.

Lola shrugged. Mike sat near the scale, making some final calibrations. “You know I don’t like guessing.”

“Ah, you’re no fun.”

Lola peered out the tent flap. The rest of the crew had finished for the day. They were busy with a clambake near the huge bonfire Rick had started. It had become a weekly tradition on my father’s claim. Each crew took turns hosting what we called the “Sunday Night Special.” We’d all gather and reveal our totals for weekly bragging rights. This week, there would only be three competitors. My father’s crew, Will’s, and now mine. I tried not to feel the pressure. After all, this was a family effort. Still, winning this week would buy me some street cred and hopefully keep my dad and brother off my back for a little while.

My spine tingled as I waited. Lola looked skyward. Her nose wrinkled, but she didn’t say anything. My heart skipped as I saw past her. Loch’s dragon flew across the horizon, circling the jobsite. Lola couldn’t see him, but she sensed something. Loch cast shadows, but to Lola, there were no clouds to obstruct the setting sun.

God, he was beautiful as his colors streaked across the sky. He dipped low, searching for me. His dragon glided almost to a stop, somehow suspending himself in midair. The urge to go to him burned through me, driving the breath from my lungs. I wanted to fly with him. I wanted to feel what it was like to soar. Tonight maybe. I could call to him after the others fell asleep or passed out. The promise of it sent white heat shooting through my veins. Desire swelled within me.

Loch Branson. Dragon shifter. My fated mate. It still didn’t feel quite real. I shook my head, trying to bring my mind back down to earth.

“Quit stalling,” I said, drawing Lola away from the opening to the tent. “Let’s hear it.”

Mike whistled as he poured the gorgeous flakes of gold into our custom scale. My mouth practically watered as I heard nuggets hit the metal.

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