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Author: Tiffany King
the shore…Emrys.
I stepped toward the edge of the bluff, strangely drawn to him. It felt like an invisible string was attached to my stomach, pulling me to the stairs that led to the beach below. I fought the sensation, remembering Haniel 's warning from earlier, but the invisible string tugged harder. I shook my head so he could see my resistance.
His gentle laughter seemed to drift toward me in an almost hypnotic haze. It was intoxicating until, with a small arrogant salute, he disappeared into the nigh t.
CHAPTER THREE
I woke the next morning groggy from a lack of sleep. After Emrys had disappeared, I went to bed, but managed nothing more than tossing and turning half the night thinking about him. I wondered why he had sought me out, and if maybe I intrigued him half as much as he intrigued me.
I rolled out of bed and shuffled through the quiet house seeking a caffeine injection. Thank God someone had switched on the coffee pot , I thought while pulling my favorite oversized mug from the cabinet. I filled it with the fragrant blend that was making my mouth water, and added a splash of my favorite pumpkin spice creamer before heading to the patio with my steaming bliss.
" Hi, Mouse," I greeted our large marmalade cat who was lounging by the open patio doors in the living room. He pretty much stayed in the same spot all day, waiting for late afternoon to approach so he could bask in the warm rays of the sun.
He opened a groggy eye and squeaked his typical morning greeting to me. It was his squeak that had earned him his name. He didn't meow like a regular cat, but would squeak his messages out to us like a squeaky toy a dog might play with.
" Morning," Krista greeted me as I sat in the cushioned chair next to her.
" Yep, it is," I quipped.
" Brat," she said, setting her laptop to the side so she could ruffle my hair. "This is growing on me," she said, holding up one of my dark locks.
" Me too, plus it'll totally match the lip ring I'm getting," I deadpanned as I took a sip of my drink.
" Oh my god, Jordyn, no," she said, grimacing in distaste.
" Come on, Krista, get real. Tats and piercings are hot right now."
" Keywords: 'right now.' In twenty years you'll just look silly wondering why you decided to stamp a permanent unicorn on your calf."
" Oh, I wasn't thinking a unicorn, but more like a big old dragon that wraps around my entire leg."
" Oh, well in that case," she said while shaking her head.
" Just keeping it real, home fry," I teased. "Where's Mark?"
" He needed to talk to Shawn about last night. I think they want to observe you in action," she said, flashing me a concerned smile.
" Watch as the student surpasses the teacher," I said in a deep announcer's voice.
" You tease, but you're more right than you think. Protectors spend their lives striving to achieve the skills that seem to come naturally to you. Haniel's given us updates on your training, but I think even he is surprised at your talent," she praised.
" Well, it's pretty easy when they can't touch me without being reduced to ash," I said.
" That only applies when they're in Daemon form. When they inhabit a human, your touch doesn't affect them, and yet you were still able to take on two last night. They're curious to know how that is."
I shrugged my shoulders, not sure how to explain it. Haniel and I had spent the last year working on my combat skills. At first, it had been simple yoga that he had insisted would keep me limber and centered. From there, we tackled various forms of fighting techniques from tae kwon do, aikido, and jujitsu to modern kickboxing. I was literally a Daemon-fighting machine. Sometimes, I'd seriously consider trading it all for a date with some steamy guy, but I kept that to myself.
" How's the book going?" I asked, changing the subject as I indicated the laptop.
" Not bad. Of course, the characters kept me up half the night clamoring about how they thought the story should go. I've spent the
I stepped toward the edge of the bluff, strangely drawn to him. It felt like an invisible string was attached to my stomach, pulling me to the stairs that led to the beach below. I fought the sensation, remembering Haniel 's warning from earlier, but the invisible string tugged harder. I shook my head so he could see my resistance.
His gentle laughter seemed to drift toward me in an almost hypnotic haze. It was intoxicating until, with a small arrogant salute, he disappeared into the nigh t.
CHAPTER THREE
I woke the next morning groggy from a lack of sleep. After Emrys had disappeared, I went to bed, but managed nothing more than tossing and turning half the night thinking about him. I wondered why he had sought me out, and if maybe I intrigued him half as much as he intrigued me.
I rolled out of bed and shuffled through the quiet house seeking a caffeine injection. Thank God someone had switched on the coffee pot , I thought while pulling my favorite oversized mug from the cabinet. I filled it with the fragrant blend that was making my mouth water, and added a splash of my favorite pumpkin spice creamer before heading to the patio with my steaming bliss.
" Hi, Mouse," I greeted our large marmalade cat who was lounging by the open patio doors in the living room. He pretty much stayed in the same spot all day, waiting for late afternoon to approach so he could bask in the warm rays of the sun.
He opened a groggy eye and squeaked his typical morning greeting to me. It was his squeak that had earned him his name. He didn't meow like a regular cat, but would squeak his messages out to us like a squeaky toy a dog might play with.
" Morning," Krista greeted me as I sat in the cushioned chair next to her.
" Yep, it is," I quipped.
" Brat," she said, setting her laptop to the side so she could ruffle my hair. "This is growing on me," she said, holding up one of my dark locks.
" Me too, plus it'll totally match the lip ring I'm getting," I deadpanned as I took a sip of my drink.
" Oh my god, Jordyn, no," she said, grimacing in distaste.
" Come on, Krista, get real. Tats and piercings are hot right now."
" Keywords: 'right now.' In twenty years you'll just look silly wondering why you decided to stamp a permanent unicorn on your calf."
" Oh, I wasn't thinking a unicorn, but more like a big old dragon that wraps around my entire leg."
" Oh, well in that case," she said while shaking her head.
" Just keeping it real, home fry," I teased. "Where's Mark?"
" He needed to talk to Shawn about last night. I think they want to observe you in action," she said, flashing me a concerned smile.
" Watch as the student surpasses the teacher," I said in a deep announcer's voice.
" You tease, but you're more right than you think. Protectors spend their lives striving to achieve the skills that seem to come naturally to you. Haniel's given us updates on your training, but I think even he is surprised at your talent," she praised.
" Well, it's pretty easy when they can't touch me without being reduced to ash," I said.
" That only applies when they're in Daemon form. When they inhabit a human, your touch doesn't affect them, and yet you were still able to take on two last night. They're curious to know how that is."
I shrugged my shoulders, not sure how to explain it. Haniel and I had spent the last year working on my combat skills. At first, it had been simple yoga that he had insisted would keep me limber and centered. From there, we tackled various forms of fighting techniques from tae kwon do, aikido, and jujitsu to modern kickboxing. I was literally a Daemon-fighting machine. Sometimes, I'd seriously consider trading it all for a date with some steamy guy, but I kept that to myself.
" How's the book going?" I asked, changing the subject as I indicated the laptop.
" Not bad. Of course, the characters kept me up half the night clamoring about how they thought the story should go. I've spent the
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