The Arrival (Birthright Trilogy #1) Read Online Free
Author: Nicole MacDonald
the internet, I’ll show you when we get home.'
We chatted through the rest of the photos and discussed what we’d have done different, or which bits we liked.
In the midst of conversation, Sian looked past me.
'Hey! What’s that guy doing to Kassie?'
I jerked my head up and peered in the same direction. A large, belligerent male appeared to be making a determined effort to get in Kassie’s way.
I frowned.
'Let’s get over there.'
Dodging those dancing in the middle of the room, we came up to Kassie’s side. I glared at the moron.
'What’s your problem, mate?'
His eyes widened and he swayed.
Oh great, he’s totally pissed .
Smirking at the three of us, the oaf slurred, 'Shhheesss a black belt right? C’mon ya little pussssy, letss see what shhhe can do.'
A couple of his drunk friends nudged each other and snickered. By now, more people had realized something was wrong and I caught sight of Loi and Brad working their way through the crowd.
Kassie was relieved to have Sian and Cat on either side. Not that she couldn’t take the moron, even if he was six feet tall and about as wide, but it was nice to know there was back-up, if necessary.
Loi yelled something and the moron laughed then made a sudden swing. Kassie watched as his fist came, then took a step forward, grasped his arm and pulled while turning her body with her back to him. Bending at the waist, she hefted the idiot over a shoulder and onto the floor. It shook under foot and there was a loud gasp from those watching.
'Well done, Kassie!' I laughed and reached to squeeze her shoulder.
Sian and Loi laughed too, and then applauded along with those who'd seen. Kassie blushed and managed a smile.
'It’s not like we don’t practice enough for this,' she mumbled.
I gave her a gentle nudge; I knew how much physical confrontation affected her.
'Yes, but doing it in practice, and doing it in real life, are two different things.'
Kass had the same natural instinct for flight as I, and it's taken years of practice to overwhelm the instinct. We still work at it.
Kassie smiled up at Cat and clenched her teeth. While she might be prepared for such a thing, she didn’t have to like it and physical confrontations in everyday life always made her shake. Loi and Sian pressed themselves to her back and side, while Cat chatted to those around them. Brad and some friends dragged the drunk guy and his mates out of the party. Kassie gently bumped heads with Loi and Sian, silently thanking them for their closeness which helped stop the shaking.
I chatted away to try to distract Kassie, she hated people to see her shake after these sorts of things. Not that they happen often, but it seemed she had such an air of confidence about her that people enjoy challenging her.
Although the last couple of times it was women, the nasty cowardly ones who hang out in groups and like to threaten people to make themselves feel important. Once they had picked on Kassie I was pretty sure they’d stick to someone their own size now.
I was delighted. That drunken jerk would be ribbed for the rest of his life after been whipped by a teeny female of just five foot. It was the least he deserved.
The party atmosphere shifted back to normal and we stayed to chat a while longer then Sian leaned over, whispering, 'I think we should head off now, probably enough excitement for one night.'
I nodded to her then glanced at Loi who led the way to the door.
'I’m so sorry about that guy,' Brad looked concerned. 'Are you alright? We can call the cops on him if you want.'
Kassie gave a tiny laugh.
'I think the humiliation of knowing you were beaten by a slight of a girl may be enough revenge.' She eyed him with a thoughtful expression, 'If you wouldn’t mind mentioning it to as many people he knows as possible…?'
We laughed and Brad promised to spread the news which made Kassie perk up as we walked to the jeep.
The drive home was quick and we gossiped about the costumes, avoiding
We chatted through the rest of the photos and discussed what we’d have done different, or which bits we liked.
In the midst of conversation, Sian looked past me.
'Hey! What’s that guy doing to Kassie?'
I jerked my head up and peered in the same direction. A large, belligerent male appeared to be making a determined effort to get in Kassie’s way.
I frowned.
'Let’s get over there.'
Dodging those dancing in the middle of the room, we came up to Kassie’s side. I glared at the moron.
'What’s your problem, mate?'
His eyes widened and he swayed.
Oh great, he’s totally pissed .
Smirking at the three of us, the oaf slurred, 'Shhheesss a black belt right? C’mon ya little pussssy, letss see what shhhe can do.'
A couple of his drunk friends nudged each other and snickered. By now, more people had realized something was wrong and I caught sight of Loi and Brad working their way through the crowd.
Kassie was relieved to have Sian and Cat on either side. Not that she couldn’t take the moron, even if he was six feet tall and about as wide, but it was nice to know there was back-up, if necessary.
Loi yelled something and the moron laughed then made a sudden swing. Kassie watched as his fist came, then took a step forward, grasped his arm and pulled while turning her body with her back to him. Bending at the waist, she hefted the idiot over a shoulder and onto the floor. It shook under foot and there was a loud gasp from those watching.
'Well done, Kassie!' I laughed and reached to squeeze her shoulder.
Sian and Loi laughed too, and then applauded along with those who'd seen. Kassie blushed and managed a smile.
'It’s not like we don’t practice enough for this,' she mumbled.
I gave her a gentle nudge; I knew how much physical confrontation affected her.
'Yes, but doing it in practice, and doing it in real life, are two different things.'
Kass had the same natural instinct for flight as I, and it's taken years of practice to overwhelm the instinct. We still work at it.
Kassie smiled up at Cat and clenched her teeth. While she might be prepared for such a thing, she didn’t have to like it and physical confrontations in everyday life always made her shake. Loi and Sian pressed themselves to her back and side, while Cat chatted to those around them. Brad and some friends dragged the drunk guy and his mates out of the party. Kassie gently bumped heads with Loi and Sian, silently thanking them for their closeness which helped stop the shaking.
I chatted away to try to distract Kassie, she hated people to see her shake after these sorts of things. Not that they happen often, but it seemed she had such an air of confidence about her that people enjoy challenging her.
Although the last couple of times it was women, the nasty cowardly ones who hang out in groups and like to threaten people to make themselves feel important. Once they had picked on Kassie I was pretty sure they’d stick to someone their own size now.
I was delighted. That drunken jerk would be ribbed for the rest of his life after been whipped by a teeny female of just five foot. It was the least he deserved.
The party atmosphere shifted back to normal and we stayed to chat a while longer then Sian leaned over, whispering, 'I think we should head off now, probably enough excitement for one night.'
I nodded to her then glanced at Loi who led the way to the door.
'I’m so sorry about that guy,' Brad looked concerned. 'Are you alright? We can call the cops on him if you want.'
Kassie gave a tiny laugh.
'I think the humiliation of knowing you were beaten by a slight of a girl may be enough revenge.' She eyed him with a thoughtful expression, 'If you wouldn’t mind mentioning it to as many people he knows as possible…?'
We laughed and Brad promised to spread the news which made Kassie perk up as we walked to the jeep.
The drive home was quick and we gossiped about the costumes, avoiding
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