Total pages in book: 131
Estimated words: 118860 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 594(@200wpm)___ 475(@250wpm)___ 396(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 118860 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 594(@200wpm)___ 475(@250wpm)___ 396(@300wpm)
Sarika pressed a hand to her temple and reached out to Tomas. It was close to sunset, and she was certain he would hear her. I am surer than ever that there is a plan in place to harm all the women and children. The longer I am awake, the more the dread is growing in me. She willed him to believe her.
There was a long silence. At first, she wasn’t certain she’d reached him, but then she felt him pouring into her mind. Filling her. Every lonely place. Tomas. The moment he was in her mind, she felt whole. Complete. She had always been alone, and she was used to it. She thought she preferred a solitary state, but now she had Tomas.
Not just Tomas, he corrected. You inherited a family, such as it is.
She loved the sound of his voice. The way it felt like a caress smoothing over the uncertainty in her mind. She heard the soft note of amusement, as if he found his brothers and Luiz humorous.
They do like to give their opinions, she said, allowing him to feel her laughter.
Just that fast, with Tomas touching her mind, she felt better. Lighter. The warning signals hadn’t lessened, but she wasn’t going to be alone facing the threat. Tomas would listen to her. That was one of the things she could count on with him. He heard her, and he paid attention to what she had to say.
You’re very worried about the baby shower. Tomas made it a statement. You absolutely believe the women and children will be attacked.
She walked to the railing to watch the sun sink from the sky. The shadows in the forest turned several shades of purple and blended with darker shadows. A chill slid down her spine. It wasn’t particularly cold, but she shivered nevertheless.
Yes. I feel it, Tomas. I know there is great danger here. It makes sense that your enemies would strike at the ancients through the women. Do you feel what I feel? That was her greatest hope—that Tomas wouldn’t have to simply believe her and then try to convince the others; he would feel the growing threat looming over the day that should have been one of great joy.
Yes. There is no doubt that you have gifts, Sarika. In this case, we are all going to be the beneficiaries of those gifts. We have advance warning of the impending attack, and therefore, we can be ready.
Wouldn’t it be better to cancel the baby shower? Sarika found herself gripping the verandah rail so tight her knuckles turned white. She knew the Carpathians wouldn’t cancel. Individually, they were powerful. Together, that power would be beyond imagination. They would believe they were nearly invincible when together.
You know they will not do so. Dominic knows Solange has trouble with events such as this one. She wants to have a celebration for their child, and he is determined to give this to her.
The lifemate bond. She couldn’t imagine that Solange ever asked for anything. If she asked Dominic for this, he would move heaven and earth to give it to her.
There will be many of us inside Dominic’s home and more outside. Even if we’re wrong about the intended targets, the hunters will be able to stop our enemies.
Sarika wanted to be reassured, but that growing dread continued to spread, casting ominous shadows in every direction. Can you rise?
Will come to you after I hunt this rising. Need to feed and take a look around. Touch base with Kinta, my dragon.
Her heart stuttered at the idea of meeting his dragon. What does your dragon look like?
Kinta looks as if he is made of stone at times, but his color is violet, so he blends with the nighttime shadows. He will be happy if you find a dragon you like to match his. You may be able to call one to you. Or if you allow me to make you one, I can do that as well.
I’m not certain how one can make a dragon, but if it is at all possible, I want a real one.
My brothers and I made dragons from stones for children in the States. It was necessary to fly them out of danger. They loved the dragons. We were able to place them as statues on the grounds of their home, and the children can awaken the dragons when they want to play with them. They are real now. The spirits of long-lost dragons moved into the stone dragons at the call and needs of the children. It was always the choice of the lost dragon, not ours. I don’t know if every stone dragon we made has the spirit of a lost dragon dwelling in it, but those that do are very real.
Sarika pressed a hand to her chest, over her heart. You have a way of making my dreams come true.