WingsSalvation.PDF by Elemental Alchemy

Author:Elemental Alchemy [Alchemy, Elemental]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-02-13T07:10:34+00:00

CHAPTER 8

Dario stood and watched Flaire as she slept. There was pure exhaustion in every line of her slender body. He hated tying her to the bed, but she’d left him little choice. They couldn’t lose her again, and until Andras came back after meeting with Dymetra, it wasn’t clear what direction they should take.

It hurt too much to think of her flying off into the dangerous jungles again. Of possibly being caught once more. This time they might not be able to find her in time and she’d be lost forever. If only Dymetra could locate her proper mate, maybe there was a chance of bringing her back, of settling that hormonal imbalance that drove the winged females to the 46

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savage side of their natures.

No matter what it cost him and Andras to give her up, they would do it. Hadn’t they pacted long ago to stand back and see Flaire mated to her chosen male? And to protect her until that time came. He leaned against the windowsill, pressed his forehead against the ledge, his hand surrounding his raging cock that was barely contained by his tight pants. He closed his eyes, drawn back to that time before she disappeared. Just before. There had been so much desperation in her that afternoon. And all he had thought of was getting away from her before he did something stupid and broke every law of their society.

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He had been hunting that day just prior to the beginning of the harvesting season and discovered her in a secluded glen at the base of the Vergosian mountains. She was sprawled on the ground, her beautiful wings drooped as though so much spilled sunlight all around her. He’d thought she was hurt, dropped to the ground, and ran across the clearing to kneel beside her. Her bow and quiver of arrows lay discarded at the other side of the clearing.

He turned her over and was shocked to see the blood on her face and the dark patches covering the front of her forest green hunting outfit.

“Where are you hurt, Flaire? Tell me so I can help you.”

The trill of heartbroken sobs caused an ache in his chest. The tears left deep rivers of pink through the drying blood. 47

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Her hands rose up to clutch at his shirt.

“Help me, Dario. Please. I can’t stand it any more.”

Carefully he levered her up and against his chest. “Where are you hurt?” he asked again as he stroked the side of her face, pushing back the pale wisps of hair that had escaped her long braid.

“It’s not me,” she whispered. Then she uncurled a blood- covered hand and pointed a finger toward a mound near the edge of the clearing. “I killed it.”

Dario squinted his eyes and could just make out the mangled shape of a small brown treeclimber. “Wasn’t that what you were out doing today? Hunting?”

She shook her head. “I killed it with my hands and tore it apart with my teeth.

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