The bike purrs beneath me. I've been working on it for the past month. There isn't a true farmboy out there who doesn't love to tear into an engine, and I'm no exception. One of the island men has been helping me when I run into trouble. Now, this baby purrs with power.I take the winding turns with Beck on my tail. Even with a mate and child, he takes his bodyguard duties seriously. Not that I didn't try to get away without him, he's just caught on to my disappearing acts and is prepared.Axel's schedule shows him at the southern end of the island for a week. It's where we're headed. I could have used the Morse Code machine, but we like keeping it for emergencies. The small electronic pulse it gives out attracts hellhounds. We use the machine for communication with the U.S. and little else.The road winds even tighter once we're out of the city. Beck curses when he takes a bug in the mouth, and I laugh as he spits into the wind. The stars and moon light the night, and I enjoy the f
Pain pounds through my head like a team of horses trying to break loose. Since becoming a Warrior, I've suffered few aches. Getting my butt kicked while training doesn't count. This current pounding is making me grumpier than usual. I helped Nokita with the dispatch to the outlying villages. Then helped drive most of the supplies to the runway. We have a team in place loading them now.I finally enter our bedroom at almost four in the morning. I rub my eyes and glance at the bed longingly. I need a shower, but the bed looks better. I yawn and head to the bathroom, hoping water will alleviate the headache. I've just stepped into the shower when the bathroom door opens. A minute later, King steps inside and pulls me close."You okay?" he asks against the top of my head since my forehead found a great resting place against his chest."Headache."He tips my head back and searches my eyes. "You need sleep."I yawn again. "I really do.""I'll make it happen on the plane. We need to be
We land in the northern part of Arizona where a large settlement of people banded together and made their home after the hellhound invasion. The village founders were smart and took their stand in high desert with good planting seasons and enough water coming from several lakes in the region. It's also much cooler than Southern Arizona.This is where Beck first found Missy and Ruth. Or, to be more accurate, they found him. That connection gave us much needed intel about the Federation. We now know they've been corrupt since The Federation's inception and they've commandeered soldiers using "join or die" tactics. We know they are using hellhounds for their own agenda, whatever that agenda may be. Maybe the destruction of the world is their goal, and things are going exactly as planned. Before the hellhound invasion, the U.S. government was in the worst turmoil the nation had seen since the civil war. That corrupt government led to the current one.I step outside the plane into weather
There's something about Garret that's off. He's saying all the right things, behaving as a good politician should, but I'm not sure if we can trust him or not. Time will tell. The outpost that was attacked is about twenty-four hours from here if we run the entire way. King doesn't want to waste the time and is having us dropped at the village by parachute.I've never parachuted in my life. I'm no longer terrified of the thought though. I just need to get the first jump out of the way. I've had exactly two previous lessons, and my confidence is nil.King yells at me over the plane's engine, "Remember what you learned about untwisting your rigging lines if needed. You'll have plenty of time to set yourself up for landing," We're standing at the open cabin door, and my stomach is in my throat. He adjusts my harness one last time and gives me a quick kiss.I flash a thumbs-up that I don't feel. King is going first, and I'm following. Labyrinth is next, then Garret, Axel, and last Beck.
The death of my brother warriors is hard. They gave their lives fighting for humans. Marinah changed me when it came to my hatred for humans, and now it's strictly centered on the ones who need killing. Missy with Beck has helped too. After the Federation betrayed the Shadow Warriors and killed my uncle, who was our leader at the time, my hatred ate me alive. All humans are not the same, and I tell myself that again. I look at the freshly tilled earth holding almost one hundred people, and I seethe. Marinah wipes away tears, and I'm even angrier. How could they kill the children in cold blood? When I find them, it's not something I'll be asking. Spilling blood takes priority.We leave the outpost in the early evening, following the trail left by the hellhounds and soldiers. They are two days ahead of us, but it won't help them escape.I call a halt at midnight. Garret is struggling though he won't say anything. I was serious when I said we'd leave him, and he knows it. The sleep Ma
Finally, something to kill. It makes Ms. Beast very happy. With the Mortuary sword held high, I go after a hellhound larger than the ones we see on the island. And fresher. I don't stop to think about what this creature really is. It wants me dead, and that's enough for me to end its existence. Toxic saliva drips from razor teeth. Creepy, intelligent eyes don't blink when it charges. Sword held in my massive claws as I've been trained, I swing. A large spray of blood covers me, and the hound's head sails through the air until it hits a tree with a loud, wet smack."Yes," I cheer at the same time spinning to see what else needs to die.Kill, Ms. Beast yells into my head when the first person I spot is Garret. I lift my sword higher, and I'm almost on him when Axel's clawed hand grabs my arm. "Marinah!" he shouts.It startles me, and it's enough to clear my head. This has never happened before. I didn't recognize Garret as friend, and I'm not sure why. "Thanks," I mumble to Axel, glad
Once we're clean, we pull out our sleeping bags and settle in for a few hours. I hadn't planned on this delay but changed my mind so Marinah can get some rest. She isn't speaking to anyone, and the men smile whenever she isn't looking. Eventually they'll let up, and Marinah never stays silent for long. I can't imagine what the sight of her on my shoulders looked like to the men. I'm so amused, it doesn't incite the mating rage.I look over at her, curled on her side, not touching me. She lets out a small huff, and I take a chance and circle her waist. When she doesn't pull away, I'm hoping her sulk is over, and I draw her closer. She sighs then falls into a deeper sleep.Axel has guard duty, and he's on the move, keeping watch in all directions. I'm tired, but my thoughts are reeling, and its driving me crazy not having answers. It all circles back to what the Federation is up to. And these thoughts won't get me anywhere. Eventually, I settle against Marinah and close my eyes, joinin
It's unfair and not getting my way turns me peevish. I was a very spoiled child throughout my formative years. It taught me to use tears and plain old stubbornness to get what I wanted. Usually it worked. Unfortunately, I don't feel my sad, moping eyes popping from my Shadow Warrior head do the trick this time.I do need rest, and I have guard duty tonight. King assigned the duty to me to avoid another tantrum. Smart man. I'm almost asleep when I overhear Labyrinth whisper to Beck, "What, no temper tantrum because she isn't getting her way and luring the Federation out?"Beck's reply is priceless. "She's right, and our mighty leader is wrong. She knows she'll get her way."I smile against King's chest. "Don't get any ideas," he mumbles sleepily.I sleep until Labyrinth wakes me. King tightens his hold then releases me and rolls over. I would smooth my hand over his head, but I would probably take out one of his eyes. Even in sleep the man is imposing. Add in his Warrior form, and h