Dragon Mystics: Supernatural Prison #2 by Jaymin Eve

Author:Jaymin Eve
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2015-07-28T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

The first thing I registered were swirls of light dancing behind my eyelids. I swallowed. My throat felt rough and scratchy, but my insides were warm and content. I rubbed at my face before finally I felt ready to open my eyes. The first few rapid blinks told me that it was much too bright and I went slow, allowing my eyes to adjust. I stared up into a sky of blue, there was not a single cloud marring the perfection.

Questions barraged through my head, and with a gasp I sat up. The last thing I remembered was Braxton, in my bedroom, the best sex of my life. So what the hell happened between then and now? I pulled myself to my feet. I was still naked, as if I’d been transported straight to this place.

I was getting a tad sick of magical assfucks scooting me around the universe like their own personal puppet.

I tried to determine where I was, but I was surrounded by mists or clouds or something. And yet … there were no clouds in the sky, it was warm and sunny.

“You’ve arrived at an in-between place, and you have a choice to make.”

The orchestra of voices echoed all around me. I didn’t bother to turn and look because I could sense that whatever was speaking was everywhere.

“What choice?”

I didn’t yell, I didn’t think there was a need. I’d be heard even if I whispered.

Swirls of wind preluded speech this time. “You have been chosen, Jessa, to take a burden and to save a race. Chosen often equals sacrifice. What are you willing to sacrifice to save the supernatural people? Would you sacrifice a mate bond with your one true?”

I dropped my gaze to try to gather my thoughts. “Yes, I am pretty sure I would sacrifice my mate bond for the entire supernatural race.”

Even I wasn’t selfish enough to place myself above hundreds of thousands of lives.

“Would you form a mate bond with someone not of your choosing, if it meant saving the supernatural race?”

I sighed. This was some bullshit magic mumbo jumbo. But just in case I was in the presence of a god or something, I’d try not curse them out. “If you put that kind of magical gun to my head and tell me I have to get freaky with some stranger for eternity or we all die, then the answer is ‘yes, I would.’”

“The choice will be soon.”

I growled. “Wait, tell me more of what you speak.”

The voice faded out, and the mists swirled around me. The howling winds forced my eyes to shut. I raised both hands and held them over my face to stop my hair from whipping me. Thankfully, the wind finally died out, and I was able to remove my hands to see what was about to ambush me next.

I was standing at the base of two beds. Back in my room. I scented Braxton and I all over the space, not to mention the visible signs – torn covers and askew beds.

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