The Savage Series Book Bundle 4-6 by Tamara Rose Blodgett

Author:Tamara Rose Blodgett
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Tamara Rose Blodgett
Publisher: Tamara Rose Blodgett LLC
Published: 2018-07-19T00:00:00+00:00

Things were not so dire that Matthew could not enjoy the wonder of being out of doors once again. He appreciated the bite of the wind at his back and the breakneck speed of his horse as it galloped toward his Clan. His Clan was not the Fragment with whom he had been raised until ten and two years, but a true Clan. His home clan was yet unknown to Matthew, for his mother had perished years ago and only by the grace of who knew had Matthew found a way back to being Band. Through torture and perverse treatment, he had managed to return to the true way. Of course, Clara had played no small part in that metamorphosis.

He arrived at the back entrance of the Clan, and immediately something terrible assaulted his senses. His throat slits closed. Receiving air through his nose alone was a foreign sensation.

The odor was indescribable. He scanned the feet of the great logs of the Clan. They were damp, and the wretched unnatural smell emanated from them.

Matthew quietly slid off his mount and tied her to a nearby slim-trunked tree. He moved to the hidden back entrance.

There, he saw a hardened warrior with a highly stylized bunch of grapes sewn onto his vest. Though it was a formal badge, Matthew recognized the warrior as a member of the undermining royal battalion of the drunken sphere that was a neighbor to Clara's.

His suspicions confirmed, Matthew reviewed the pressing matter of the dispatching of liquid at the base of his Clan.

It burned his nostrils and insulted nature with its distribution.

Matthew went from a dead standstill to a sprint. In seconds, he was upon the male, dagger at his enemy's throat, the smooth agate embedded in the hilt pressed reassuringly against his thumb.

Matthew grimaced as the foul brew pooled at their feet.

“Speak now,” Matthew commanded, desperate to gain the knowledge his instincts begged for.

The man gurgled something.

Matthew lightened the metal against his neck.

“Fire,” Theo choked out.

Instantly, Matthew made the connection with Clara's dream. He let go of the warrior and whipped around, dagger at the ready.

Theodore had fought very little with males of the Band.

For when they roamed, they did so together and were not to be approached. They could dispatch six to eight Fragment for each one of their own.

Theodore was also Band and saw fit to distract the one in front of him while the others laid fire to the fort of his clan.

Theodore did not stand on pretense but leaped from where he stood. His bound hair behind him acted like a rudder as he sailed through the air, legs splayed, dagger advanced in his dominant hand.

Matthew saw him come and shifted in time to avoid the brunt of the full impact, but not soon enough to stop the strike. The blade caught his shoulder, and Matthew grunted with the rolling blow as the man crashed into him.

Matthew turned into his assailant's body, swinging around his dagger. He tried to punch a hole through the back of the one who was Band and also enemy.

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