Pride and Perdition by Kaye Draper

Pride and Perdition by Kaye Draper

Author:Kaye Draper [Draper, Kaye]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-06-28T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter 11

Chaos erupted around me. A gunshot went off and a fae huntsman hit the leaf strewn ground in a spray of blood and didn't get up. A hand grabbed my wrist and I acted instinctively, lashing out with my talons to sever the delicate hand from its owner's wrist. I found a tall, skinny fae with red hair and glowing red eyes bearing down on me with a scythe, not the least bit perturbed by the loss of his hand.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

I dove into a summersault, rolling out of the way just in time to avoid the blade. I was so busy dodging my attacker that I didn't have time to spare for my pride. I just hoped like hell the stronger ones were protecting the weak. Con and Evalyn didn't have a chance on their own.

A ball of mage lightning hit a nearby fae in the gut, and he jerked and jittered with electricity before he collapsed in a pile of charred flesh. I dry-heaved at the scent but managed to grab my knife and plunge it into the lithe fae who was stalking me. He clutched his chest, but I'd managed to hit him right in the heart. He fell to the ground as the glowing light faded from his red eyes.

Feeling sick and overflowing with nervous energy, I yanked my knife out of him and turned to meet the next attack with my fists. No more stabbing if I could help it. I really wasn't cut out for killing people, even when they were trying to kill me.

Probably some gryphon golden-hearted-valor bullshit.

A whistling sound found my sensitive eagle ears right before a jolt of searing pain lit up my right shoulder. I staggered, confused for a moment as I stared down at the arrow shaft sticking out of me.

"Damn it!" Halstad's low growl was followed by a wave of magic that encased me in some sort of bubble.

Growling, I grabbed the arrow shaft and yanked. Which...wow, that was fucking stupid. I howled and went to my knees as the thing refused to budge, sending a fresh wave of pain through my shoulder and a trickle of blood down my chest. Can you blame me? I mean, really. I’d never even seen a fucking arrow like this one up close. It was like something from the middle ages. Fucking backward, medieval clans.

Halstad reached me in a couple of short, angry strides. He crouched down, still holding one hand up to maintain the magical shield around us as he stared into my eyes with his own mismatched orbs. "This is gonna fucking suck," he advised me.

I bared my teeth at him. "Get me out of this damned bubble."

He nodded. "Snap that fletching off, since you've got two hands." Growling, I did as he said, grasping the thick wooden shaft of the arrow and snapping it off, hissing when that caused a fresh wave of pain.

Wrapping his magic-casting arm around my good shoulder to brace me while he kept



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