Vetur: Cyan

aight, no longer slouched carelessly, and bulging muscles poised to either attack or defend, they were a sight to behold. But their leader; the one front and center, a few steps ahead

pty.He’d chosen to face me without a weapon, but his entire aura radiated danger. How he managed to simultaneously seem relaxed and alert was beyond me, but Vetur recognized the true peril in the room. It wasn’t The Queen. It wasn’t the warriors at my back. It wasn’t even the formidable duo fl

e the opportunity to take that challenge.” He finished with a dip of his head and a slight bow, never taking his eyes off me. Those eyes. That body. His voice.

feet radius of him and his men had begun to melt. Drawing back up to his fu

cep

y heir, Valen! Cyan, you will stop this foolishness and do as

“Cy you cann

they wanted to prevent that. Celeste continued to spew threats, not even realizing the monster she’d unleashed. Pulling one of my knives back into myself, I flicked a free hand in Kormen’s direction, burying him in an avalanch

in my palm again and with little thought, I sent them both sailing through the air with her as my intended target. Valen, who seemingly rea

ehemently object to that suggestion,” he

-glass windows, unable to withstand the quick freeze, shattered. They’d been in this castle, my family, for generations. Forever d

’s the Vetur,” Celeste’s awe-filled voice procla

face. My hair, normally the purest black, had turned snow white. That was new. I w

ent! I knew I would create the perfect be

uide me when I was lost and learning the ways of a woman in the world. She did none of this and yet she saw her efforts as perseverance. Rapid fire,

ion, mother, and enjoy it while you can bec

e and twisted his body just in time to catch a knife in his shoulder blade. Had he moved any slower it would have su

x,” he stated, still calm as hell as t

bric with their blood. Their grunts of pain when I met my mark, fed Vetur. She thrived on the adrenaline and exertion of the strong men steadily advancing on me. And they had to be truly strong to survive my attack. Fli

ught my challengers to their knees on several occasions. I charged at Valen, his eyes widening as I slashed and stabbed at him with my shoto while jabbing at him with my dagger. I only aimed for spots that I knew would kill him within minutes of a strike—his neck, his heart, his lungs, major arteries. His body twisted and his forearm guard rang with the soun

s and yellows, greenish brown and burnished gold. His fingers curved into wicked claws, nearly 3 inches long. My eyes cut to his only for me to sli

disbelief. Dragons were extinct. Wi

les melted away. Reaching forward, he snaked one arm around my waist. The other wrapped around the back of my neck and he yanked me to him. My body collided with his, taut muscles giving no quarter to the full softness

, little fox,” he rumble

response. We wouldn’t even go into h

ured, that infuriating smirk ticking his lips u