Cursed Legacy: Lord of the Ocean #3 by Kerrion Jade

Author:Kerrion, Jade
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-06-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Spears cut through the air, sinking into the chests of the sailors clustered on the deck. Men crumpled to the deck, the blood trickling out of their bodies blending into the crimson puddles of Kai’s blood gleaming against the polished steel surface.

Zamir alone, of all the Beltiamatu warriors leaping from the ocean, somersaulted in midair to land on the deck. He swiveled, following Jacob’s frantic movements as the Atlantean yanked a spear from a slain sailor’s body and sprinted toward Kai.

Jacob stood over Kai, the spear clasped in both hands, poised over Kai’s chest.

In that split second, between life and death, Zamir hurled his spear.

Jacob’s grip tightened, his knuckles white, then abruptly slacked. He stared down, as if bewildered, at the tip of Zamir’s spear, emerging at his chest. His spear tumbled from his weakened grasp, and he folded over like a marionette with cut strings.

Zamir pushed Jacob off Kai’s body, then combat rolled over Kai, coming up to his feet with Kai slung over his back. The metallic scent of Kai’s blood filled his nostrils, sickening him to the pit of his stomach. Zamir ran to the side of the ship and lowered Kai, his skin slippery with blood, into the waiting grasp of two wide-eyed Beltiamatu warriors. “Take him back to the Endling.”

With Kai safely sent on his way, the tight bands of fear around Zamir’s heart eased, but fury stepped into its place. He spun around, but Badur was gone. Surely not back into the water— Zamir’s gaze swept over the deck, then fixed on a sprinting figure on the other side of the deck.

Badur’s long tail was slung across that man’s shoulders.

No human could have so easily carried a Beltiamatu. It had to be Marduk.

The slim, female figure running ahead of Marduk had to be Ondine.

They hurried through a door on the deck then vanished from sight.

Zamir sprinted after them, leaping over the bodies of sailors sprawled over the deck. Their torture of Kai had turned into a massacre, Zamir thought grimly. Their gathering had made them easy targets for Beltiamatu spears; the tightly packed crowd made escape impossible. Some of them had been armed with handguns, but their weapons backfired and jammed, creating even more panic and chaos.

Easy pickings.

The twinge of uneasiness, of guilt, in his chest had to be Ginny’s influence. Proof, if he ever needed it, that his ancestors were right, that no good came out of Beltiamatu interactions with humans.

He would have to end it.

And judging by the sudden, sharp ache in his chest—the immediate, emotional rebellion—the sooner the better.

Before he fell in love with her.

Zamir snatched up a spear from the body of a fallen sailor then rushed in through the door Marduk had entered. A faint motion, or perhaps even something as fragile as a breath, shrieked a warning. He dropped to his knees and arched back, sliding forward as a heavy steel crowbar swung over his head. Twisting around in a single, fluid motion, he drove the spear

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