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Amon let out a surprised bark of laughter. ‘Interesting.’
Kasha, who had not yet noticed Rycon watching her, seemed to have found a suitable dance partner. She invited one shifter forward from the crowd of males that had gathered around her. Rocking her hips back and forth, she allowed the male to come close enough to touch.
The shifter slid behind her, pulling her into him, matching her movements with his body. She leaned back into him laughing, when suddenly Rycon was there. She blinked at him in surprise. He grabbed her arm, pulling her away from the other shifter.
The male snarled at first as Rycon stepped menacingly toward him. I had never seen him look so serious. It took a moment, but the other male suddenly realized who Rycon was. Rycon hadn’t even lifted a finger.
The male abased himself before Rycon, bowing and sliding away. The rest of the shifters who had been gathered, quickly followed suit, leaving Rycon and Kasha alone by the pyre.
Amon and I watched as Rycon and Kasha stared at each other for a moment, neither of them saying a word. Then Rycon spun Kasha around and pulled her hips against his. A sultry smile spread across her face as she leaned back into his chest. She allowed him to move her body against him, in rhythm to the beat of the primal music of Yal'duun-kala.
Maybe Rycon wouldn’t be sleeping on Dossidian’s floor that night, after all.
45
I woke up the next morning to Amon sitting on the edge of my bed, stroking my hair away from my face.
“Good morning,” he greeted me, as I rubbed my eyes and sat up. He passed me a small wooden cup filled with strong smelling coffee. “No milk, unfortunately. I figured you would still want a cup anyway.” I smiled at him gratefully, taking a sip of the bitter black coffee.
“What time is it?” I asked, looking out the crude window that had been built into the treehouse. The sunlight was weak, and I was more tired than usual. It had been a late night, and an early start.
“It’s not quite six am, but our favorite shifter is about to fight to keep his title of Rhoan. I didn’t think you would want to miss that.” That woke me up.
“Oh my god. I need to change.” I said, pushing myself out of bed. Amon chuckled.
“I’ll meet you outside, I still need to wake up Dossidian. He’s uh… a little hung over.” I laughed and Amon left me to get ready.
I slid into my armor as quickly as I could and slipped outside. Kasha was just coming out of her room, looking as tired as I felt. I smirked at her.
“How was the rest of your night,” I asked, and she made a face.
“Anti-climactic,” she grumbled, clearly a little put out. Hmm, I guess Rycon didn’t go back with her to her room.
“Ready to watch the fight?” I asked, and Kasha shrugged. I realized that she was concerned.
“Rycon is going to win,” I assured her.
“I don’t know, that K’yen guy seems like he would be a worthy opponent. I really hope he doesn’t kill Rycon before I get to sleep with him.” She mused and I almost spat out a mouthful of coffee.
“Kasha!” I exclaimed and she grinned at me.
“What? He’s a good dancer. I bet he’s just as good in bed,”
“Origin spare us,” Dossidian grumbled as he dragged himself out of his room, looking rough. “I have a splitting headache. Listening to you talk about how good Rycon would be in bed is not helping.”
Amon followed Dossidian out of the room and looked like he very much agreed with the sentiment. Kasha laughed and shrugged, before hopping out of the tree.
We weren’t the only ones interested in watching the fight. It seemed the entire community was on their way to the center of the settlement, where the pyre had been set up the night before.
The pyre was now gone, and a crowd of shifters had formed a perfect circle around the clearing.
Standing on each side of the circle, were Rycon and K’yen. K’yen was in the same loose-fitting animal hide pants as he had been the day before and nothing else. His machete was also missing. Similarly, Rycon was barefoot and bare-chested. He wore only his shredded jeans, and a determined look on his face.
Our team pushed through the crowd, to join Rycon on his side of the ring. He glanced back as we approached, and his eyebrows rose.
“You came,” he said, sounding surprised. I nodded.
“Of course, we came,” I said, and he gave me a small smile.
