Page 95 of Fate of a Faux


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“Why aren’t you asking me why that is?”

“Because by the look in your eyes, Villaina Lacroix, you’re not really sure what the answer is yourself.” She regards me a moment before continuing. “I don’t need to know what you did to be dropped here and I don’t care about your life back in Rathe or wherever you came from. None of that matters to me. None of that is my business since I am nothing beyond this island.”

I watch her closely. “But?”

She nods. “But since the minute you landed on this island, my blood has run warmer than ever before. My magic is pulsing beneath my skin. Do you know what that tells me?”

“That I’m toxic.”

Haide laughs loudly, shaking her head as she stands up. “Yes, girl. Toxic as fuck, but I’m with it.” She holds her hand out, so I give her mine, letting her pull me to my feet. “I’ve sat around on this island for seventeen long ass years waiting for my purpose to reveal itself, wondering why the fates would bless the damned with a child who’d be damned just the same.”

“And now you think I’m the reason?”

She shrugs, smirking as she steps back. “Probably not, but that would be some shit, wouldn't it?”

The both of us share a small laugh, and I watch as she pulls one of the daggers from the sheath at her side. She tosses it to me, and I catch it by the handle, eyeing my reflection in the sharp blade.

My white hair is brighterthan ever before, and when I look into my eyes, a shadow shows itself. It steps closer to the surface staring back at me. It has no shape that I can see, but it’s strong, dark, and it’shungry.

For vengeance.

Forhim.

A smile curves my lips and I swear she smiles back.

I look to Haide.

“Ready?”

“Ready.”

She sticks her thumb and pointer finger between her lips and whistles.

I stare, turning when the floor rumbles and shakes beneath my feet. The wind whistles, thundering and roars, and then I see them.

Four, five … six dragons curve over the edge of the cliff, their giant talons digging into the earth as they land with a bellowing boom that makes me stumble where I stand.

And then a seventh joins, but he doesn't drop in the tight line the others have created, he soars overhead, slowly lowering until his massive body is before me.

He dips his head to the ground and still those green eyes are above my head.

“Hi again, friend,” I whisper, a strange sense of sadness falling over me but the moment my palm presses to his thick, sharp scales, it melts away. My scowl is small, and I swear the dragon turns into my touch.Tears build up in my eyes, but I don’t know why.

“Okay, new girl.” Haide calls and I look to find her already climbing onto the back of a giant, red dragon. “Where to?”

I move, climbing up on my dragon's back and wrapping my hands around the reigns as I look to her. Closing my eyes, I try something I haven’t before. Something I'm not so sure will work.

I let myself fade to the background, allowing my bond to float forward and take control.

And then I see them.

Sinner, Creed, and Legend hang there, blood smeared along their chests and faces, small cuts and open gashes mar their skin. I suck in a breath.

They are in trouble. They were captured.

The eyes I’m seeing through must be Knight’s because he’s the only one missing. I try something, looking down and a whimper fights its way up my throat.

The dragon, my dragon, purrs beneath me, and my shaky palms instinctively flatten against him.

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