Pride of a Viking (The MacLomain Series: Viking Ancestors' Kin, #5) by Sky Purington

Author:Sky Purington [Purington, Sky]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sky Purington
Published: 2017-07-08T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

ERICA WATCHED IN horror as pure hell unfolded.

“Grandfather!” Maeva cried as she shifted and raced to Bjark’s side only to be pinned down by one of Bard’s dragons and rendered immobile.

Eluf tried to help her only to hit an unseen wall created by his fellow seers. Whether it was to protect him or hold him back was hard to know, but Erica got the feeling it was the former.

What happened after that was gruesome.

Bjark might be an original dragon but when up against Bard and his five strongest dragons, he quickly became outnumbered. The massive cave grew far too small as he battled them for all he was worth. Maeva roared in rage as they ripped and tore at Bjark until he was a bloody mess.

Bard glared at Einar when he began to go to Bjark’s aid. “My tribe will soon be the strongest and most powerful. If you step any closer to him, I will have every last one of your dragons destroyed. Including your parents and siblings and if I am not mistaken a hidden child or two.”

Fear and anger flashed in Einar’s eyes as they went to Maeva and he took a step back.

“Coward, you were supposed to be my friend!” Maeva roared at Einar. “Do you think he will not destroy your tribe anyway? Go save my grandfather! He’s our only hope!”

Erica felt like her heart was ripping in two and was only vaguely aware of Kodran and her siblings moving closer for support. Eluf roared with rage and tried to use magic to get past his apprentices, but he had trained them well and could not.

Where were the rest of Bjark and Einar’s tribes?

Dragons were mentally connected so how did they not know what was happening?

Thankfully, Einar only hesitated another moment before he, at last, roared in defiant rage and headed Bjark’s way. Bard must have anticipated his next move because more of his dragons landed and they went at Einar until he was a bruised and bloody mess but still alive.

“We will speak later of how you and your tribe will repay me for your insolence, Einar,” Bard said, his voice remarkably calm considering the rage in his eyes.

Maeva released a long, low keen of grief when Bard redirected his attention and at last dealt the final blow to Bjark. In the blink of the eye, he ripped out his throat.

Then he swung his great head and began pacing the invisible barrier the seers had created between him and Eluf. “Whether or not your seers kill you, war begins today.” He inhaled deeply and eyed the head seer with loathing. “Still so viral.” He gave Maeva a dark, predatory look before his slippery gaze returned to Eluf. “Never mind killing you right away. You and your seers use your powers to give me something even more satisfactory. Age. I want Maeva to watch you grow old from afar. I want her to watch you wither and rot before her eyes so that she will never desire you again.

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