Of Candy and Betrayal (Wicked and Twisted Tales) by J. L. Jackola

Author:J. L. Jackola [Jackola, J. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tivshe Publishing
Published: 2023-10-31T00:00:00+00:00

The expanse of Iceliar stood to every side of me. Once again, I questioned why I was here, not liking the answer that came each time. When I’d left Gemma in Laviak, I’d been beyond angry. She’d betrayed my trust, lied to me to cover the truth. I didn’t know what to think anymore. Or if anything she’d told me was the truth. I’d left her, not looking back, not once stopping until I found myself in Spindara, the last place I wanted to be. I headed north, wanting to be as far from Spindara and the memories of my youth, of Gemma, of the witch’s son as I could. But my horse was tired, my body weary, my guilt heavy.

I’d left her, just as I had when we were kids. But I’d gone back then, and this time I hadn’t. She was resourceful. She’d find her way out and if she didn’t, I convinced myself I didn’t care. I found an inn in a small town on the border of Spindara. I’d been traveling for days and was ready for a distraction. Something to get my mind from Gemma. I took one, then two, fucking them both until the early hours of the morning when I sent them both from my bed. Neither had given me the satisfaction Gemma had, but the release had felt good. Having my mind on another woman’s body had been a welcome distraction. And both women had left me drained. I slept the rest of the day, then headed out, focused on getting back to Carenth and as far from memories of Gemma as I could. But each day of travel brought thoughts of her back. Each woman I took in the different towns where I stopped only reminded me of how I missed her touch and how no other’s would ever satisfy me the way hers had. And so, I’d continued forward, the days passing until I found myself in Iceliar.

The frozen river of Ikanthi lay before me, untouched. The ice upon it was so thick it spoke to the fact that Gemma had never made it. Something had stopped her path. Whether it was the cursed spirits of Laviak or the witch’s son, I didn’t know. Neither comforted me, but the latter at least held hope that by turning my back on her, I hadn’t caused her death.

I turned my horse from the home of the water stone, not caring if it went undisturbed, and looked south, knowing where I’d go next. To face my past, to face my guilt, to face Gemma’s lover and my undoing. Spurring the horse on, I fled Iceliar and made my way back to Spindara. It took many more days, days that gave me no comfort, my mind playing through every possibility of what I’d find. Gemma in his arms, riding his cock like she had mine. She now his, with nothing to stop him from taking her. She’d failed her mission, and he owned her because I no longer did.

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