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I hear she’s injured.
Dark tendrils escaped her fingertips, silencing the whispers. Her magic had passion and spark, soon blooming into a mountain of shadow.
Gasps sounded as Thessa stepped into the blaze.
When the fire ceased to exist, the rebellion roared. Hope gleamed around her in the form of tears, cheers, and admiration. As everyone closed in to celebrate, Soren dashed through the crowd. His arms wrapped tight around her waist, lifting her swiftly off her feet. When his fierce, black eyes found hers, the world disappeared entirely. She was falling into a chasm only to see something dark and lovely at the bottom, beckoning her to fall a while. He tipped his nose totouch hers and grinned so broad his sharp canines sparkled in the sunlight.
I’m going to need you to kiss me, Thessa.
It was hard to resist smiling back before she crashed her lips into his. Thessa held the will of this rebellion in one hand, and the serpent-wielder in the other.
Thessa asked,“Why are Hades and Ares leading this carriage?”
“Because we’re riding in it.”
“Your bags and the grimoire are inside, sir.”
“Thank you, Reginald. You’ve been more than helpful.”
Reginald dipped his head and moved to speak with the driver.
Thessa narrowed her gaze at Soren. There were only three carriages and hundreds of travelers. “Why? You said the carriages were for storage.”
“Your leg.” His tone was sharp and left no room for argument.
“I said I feel fine,” she snapped. It was true. Walking was no longer a burden.
“And I want to make sure it stays that way,” he pressed.
Even if he had a point, it wasn’t fair.
Thessa, argue with me in the carriage then.
Caving, she stepped into the wood paneled cabin. The opposing benches were draped in a dark floral print, matching the window coverings. She plopped down with a sigh before Soren shut them both inside.
He sat beside her and asked, “Why are you so stubborn?”
“I don’t want special treatment. Resentment is the last thing that’ll help us,” she said.
“They were cheering your name. That’s far from resentment.”
Thessa tried to hold back her grin. “They were pretty impressed, weren’t they?”
His gaze drifted from her eyes to her mouth as he spoke through their bond.I almost ripped your clothes off in front of children.
Her body hummed for him, especially as his knuckle nudged her chin.
“I suppose … they’ll understand,” she whispered, closing the distance between them.
Soren, the victor, smiled and kissed her. It was soft, though the press of his lips held something formidable. “They most certainly will,” he whispered back, moving his mouth to her neck.
Every peck and scrape of his teeth had her shriveling in her seat. She palmed his thigh, squeezing it to rid her own tension.
“You should feed,” Soren reminded her, cutting right through her bliss.
When he brought his wrist to his mouth, she kicked her leg up, unsheathed her blade, and thrust her dagger at him. “Please. Use this.”
After slicing through his skin he noted how sharp her blade was.