Clash of Fate and Fury by Rachel Menard

Author:Rachel Menard
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: YOUNG ADULT FICTION / Legends, Myths, Fables / Greek & Roman YOUNG ADULT FICTION / Fantasy / Romance YOUNG ADULT FICTION / Fantasy / General
Publisher: North Star Editions
Published: 2023-11-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23

Pollux

Sweat rolled down Pollux’s forehead, one stream for every hit Gen took. Another for every scream that echoed from her lips. This was the hardest part about loving her: watching her always in battle. Always in danger. He wondered if it would ever end for her.

It will. When it ends for me, and she goes home with her prizes.

When the guards released him, Pollux dodged between hooves and bodies to reach Gen. But she and Kyknos were lifted onto the backs of other centaurs and carried into the trees in a flurry of loud horns and scattered rose petals. Chomp chased after her, snarling and barking.

“She’s not bad, that Mazon of yours,” Castor said as she approached him. She spoke with the most admiration for another person she had ever shown. Cas tended to look at other skilled people as competition, which was why she tolerated him. She didn’t think he was capable enough to be her competitor.

“She almost got her arms ripped from her body,” he said.

Castor cradled her own injured arm from her fall on the ship. Still, she had managed to hold him back when he’d tried to rush in to save Gen from getting crushed. He had been ready to snatch one of the wind vials from Castor’s belt and knock Kyknos off the cliffs.

If Gen had been killed, he never would have forgiven Cas. And if he had knocked the warrior centaur into the sea, he probably wouldn’t have forgiven himself.

“Gen always seems to pull out her best work when she’s under pressure,” Cas said. “Too bad she can’t bottle that talent and use it sooner. Can you believe Kyknos thought she was the leader?”

“Yes, I can. This is her venture. The Empresses asked her to come to Elysium. Not you. If I recall, you had to beg to come along.”

“I did not beg,” Castor snapped. “I never beg.”

Some of the other centaurs approached them. Pollux’s muscles tensed. So far, his experience with the Elysiums had been as expected—not good.

The first soldier stopped and bowed. Flower petals dropped from her long, golden hair.

“Lady Kyknos has asked us to help you bathe and prepare for dinner,” she said in rough Olympian. She spoke the right words but with the wrong inflection. Her knowledge of the language came from books instead of practice. “If the women will come with me.” The woman waved her hand to Adikia and Cas.

“The men can follow me,” a male soldier said. He towered over Pollux with tanned skin and black braids that reached down his back.

Pollux heard a song in his head, loud and choppy, with a cloud centaur as large as this man riding into battle. It would be an epic performance . . . if he ever played again. He could be dead before he played another song. The Oracle hadn’t specified how long he had to live or how far he would make it into Gen’s journey.

She also hadn’t mentioned anything about this mountainous

island or the battle with Lady Kyknos.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.