Chapter Thirty
While my father was absorbed in his efforts to torture me, I did not stand idly and suffer. I used his distraction to retrieve two of the knives I carried with me. I’m fast—faster than anyone in our family. For that reason, my father had no time to react when I threw the knives, one right after the other. I am more skilled with my left hand, and that knife hit its mark in his throat. The right one was off some and entered just below his collarbone, missing his black heart. The one in his throat was enough. My father gurgled, grabbed the hilt, and then fell forward.
Excerpt from Roman Draksel’s blog
Aiden was picking at his breakfast. Mostly, he was moping. He could easily track Tempest down, but his pride wouldn’t let him do it. She’d left him without a word. Still, he had moments when he was on his way out the door to find her and kidnap her again. Five minutes later, he was determined to wait until she came back to him. Of course, there was the unpleasant possibility she might never come back to him.
“I’m an idiot,” he mumbled mostly to himself.
“Yes, you are,” his uncle agreed, as he seated himself across the table from Aiden. “You’ve been feeling sorry for yourself for two days. I’ve been patient with you, but it’s time to make plans to get Tempest back.”
Aiden jerked to attention when he heard her call him for help. That would have seemed crazy a month ago, but now he didn’t doubt she was in trouble.
“Tempest!” he shouted, but she didn’t respond. He tried thinking it, but he got no reply. He wasn’t completely sure how she communicated with him, or how to communicate back. In his mind, she sounded weak. Whether it meant she was hurt or farther away, he didn’t know. The idea of her being hurt made his heart seize.
“Have you lost your mind?” his uncle asked.
“This probably sounds crazy, but Tempest is in trouble. I need to get to her.”
Roman didn’t ask him to explain. “I’m assuming you can find her.”
“Yes, I can track her,” Aiden replied.
Roman nodded, “I’ll grab a few things, and I’ll drive since you drive like an old woman.”
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