Lightbringer: An Enemies to Lovers Urban Fantasy with Demons, Portals, Witches, Renegade Gods, & Other Assorted Beasties (Light & Shadow Book 1) by JC Andrijeski

Author:JC Andrijeski [Andrijeski, JC]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: White Sun Press
Published: 2021-06-08T16:00:00+00:00

13

In The Darkness

She didn’t know what woke her, not precisely.

She didn’t know if it was a feeling, a dream…

It felt like neither of those things.

It felt like something had brushed past her.

It felt like being in a crowd of strangers, and having a known body press into hers on its way past, somehow searing itself into her before it went on its way.

All she knew for certain is, her eyes opened, and she was shaking.

She was shaking, and the pain in her chest had intensified to the point of blinding her.

She was alone.

She was the last.

Of course, she knew that couldn’t possibly be true. There were young Lightbringers, like she had once been. There were the old Lightbringers, the ones who had retired from their posts. Her race couldn’t be gone… not entirely. Her peers might be dead, but her people would live on. They would be replaced. They would return.

So why had the Traveler told her she was the last?

She lay there in the dark, paralyzed with the thought.

A whisper of that familiar presence lingered.

But which of them had it been?

Darynda? Jain? Nadiana?

Had it been Luchian? Luchian with his broad smile, his large hands, his full mouth, his booming laugh?

Had it been Sarli? Vorlan?

She remembered their faces.

She remembered their eyes, their facial expressions, the power of them.

She remembered every one of them.

She’d only ever spoken to them through the gates, but they’d been her only connection to her own kind… to the role she performed… apart from Lana Poole, the old Lightbringer who raised her, who Alexis thought to be human until her eighteenth birthday.

She stared out through the bay window of her room.

She fought to slow her breathing, to slow the hammering of her heart.

She wasn’t crying. She still didn’t feel capable of that, even now that she was alone. She felt herself slowly suffocating instead, every breath a stabbing pain in her chest and throat, as if fighting to power a scream that wouldn’t come.

She still lay there when, somehow…

She realized she was no longer alone.

She hadn’t heard him come in.

She hadn’t heard the door.

She hadn’t felt his weight shift the bed.

Now he was close to her, however. He’d brought himself right into her personal space, just like he had when he first brushed past her in her club, when his lips practically touched her ear, his breath leaving a warm pulse on her neck.

She turned sharply over to her back.

Unlike in the club… here, in her own bedroom, she was unable to hide her startle.

Then he was over her, looking down, his face lit from the city lights shining through the sliding glass door between her bedroom and the wooden deck outside.

For a few seconds, they only looked at one another.

“I gave you a bed,” she told him, her voice forced, still short of breath.

“I know.”

“You said you were fine.” Her words came out cold, a near accusation. “You said you were good in there. Comfortable. You thanked me.”

“I did.”

“So what are you doing in here, Cal?”

“I felt you.

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