Hearts of the Anemoi Bundle by Laura Kaye

Author:Laura Kaye
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary romance, paranormal romance, gods, gena showalter, lords of the underworld, JR Ward, Black Dagger Brotherhood
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2014-03-26T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

Ella gasped awake, her mind resurfacing into consciousness all at once, as if she’d been frozen in time, not asleep. Her eyes expected the dark, Eurus, the rain. Her brain expected the psychic and physical violation of Eurus’s little game. Her stomach rolled in remembered turmoil. At the end of her left arm, her hand felt like it had been put through a meat grinder.

For long minutes, she was totally confused and couldn’t make out what surrounded her. As if her eyes were divorced from her brain.

“Are you okay?” came a deep, quiet voice.

A man appeared in her peripheral vision. Tall, dark hair…her pulse pounded through her veins. Eurus, he was—Wait, no glasses. Not Eurus. Another god, then, given the odd reflective quality of the eyes, visible even in the soft light of morning.

She shook her head. “Who are you?”

“My name is Owen. Owen Winters. Um…” He tugged a hand through the long layers of black that hung over his eyes. “I’m, uh, well…”

“A god.” Hysterical laughter threatened to erupt, but Ella managed to batten down the reaction.

Owen narrowed his gaze. “He told you?”

Ella moved to sit up, but only had one hand to readjust her position. Owen rushed to help and piled pillows behind her back. “He who?” she asked, her brain struggling to shake the disorientation, and the pain from her hand adding another layer of haziness.

Kind eyes met hers. They were different colors. So interesting. “Zephyros,” he said.

Zephyros. The very sound of the name set her body to trembling. Her fear for him. Her longing for him. How his expression shifted from disbelief to devastation as he watched Eurus kiss her. Her own despairing hurt as he abandoned her to the god from whom he’d promised to protect her.

She glanced up at Owen. “Yes, he did,” she whispered.

He shook his head. “Well, okay, then.”

A hundred questions raced through Ella’s mind, but the main thing demanding her attention was the blasting throb of her hand. Her fingers extended like fat raw sausages off the softball that used to be her palm. The memory of how it happened shuddered through her. “I need a hospital, Owen,” she said, her voice shaky even to her own ears. No way this didn’t require surgery.

Owen sat at the foot of the bed and sighed. “I know it’s necessary, Marcella, but I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

“Uh…” She stuttered, unused to hearing her given name. She so rarely used it. “It’s…actually, it’s Ella. And why the hell not?”

“Sorry. Ella. Something bad went down here last night, and more might be on the way. Keeping all this private is better.”

She scoffed. “For who? For all you god-types? Certainly not for me.” She gestured to her hand, and immediately regretted the movement.

“I know. You’re right. But I think I can help with that, at least temporarily.”

Ella frowned, but the earnest look on the man’s face sucked her in, made her believe him. “You have the ability to heal, too?”

Owen’s mouth dropped open. “Good gods, he told you that, too?”

“Well, yeah, right before he healed me.

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