“You couldn’t understand how I feel,” Tara snapped. “You’re a zombie. You’re dead to the Angondran race. You might as well be dead from the neck up, and I’ll never have anything more to do with you.”
Lilith waited until she finished. When she spoke, she kept her voice low. “They killed my brother, too.”
“And you enjoyed that, didn’t you?” Tara hissed. “Was he as delicious as Taig?”
Lilith winced. “I don’t remember.”
Tara threw up her hands and spun away. “Get out of here. Don’t show your face to me again.”
Lilith didn’t move. “I came here to tell you I’ll get you out of here if you only listen to me.”
Tara spun back around the other way. “What?”
“I’ll get you out,” Lilith replied. “I’ll help you get Taig and get away.”
The others exchanged glances. “Why would you do that?”
Lilith shrugged. “It doesn’t matter. The important thing is to make sure you get out and make it back to the inhabited territories.”
“How will we do that?” Allen asked.
“It shouldn’t be too hard.” Lilith looked down at their feet and back up to their faces. “You’re Lycaon. You can run back before anybody knows you’re gone.”
Ari snorted. “That’s not likely to happen. There are guards crawling all over this camp. They’re all around this tent and all around Taig. How are we going to get past them?”
“And don’t forget Reina,” Aeifa added. “The boys can’t run as fast as we can, but at least they can run. Reina can’t. She’d never be able to keep up with us.”
Taman frowned. “We can’t trust her, anyway. She’s trying to trick us by offering us a chance to escape. I don’t believe a word she says. She’s the one who did this to Taig. She’s the worst of the bunch.”
A sad smile played on Lilith’s lips. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you the truth. Just take this chance and go while you can.”
Tara crossed her arms over her chest. “None of us is going anywhere on your word until you explain why you’re doing this. None of us has any reason to trust you.”
Lilith cocked her head the other way. “It’s her.”
The whole group gasped. “Aeifa, why her?”
Lilith studied Aeifa. “She reminds me of my mother. She sort of looks like her, with that light colored hair and her eyes. I don’t remember much about my life before I came to the Outliers, but I remember what she looked like.” Lilith shook her head. “I haven’t thought about this for years. I suppose it’s you showing up here that made me think of it.”
“What does that have to do with letting us go?” Tara asked.
“We’ve sacrificed dozens of people, that I can remember,” Lilith replied. “I’ve never seen anybody react the way you did. Or maybe I just didn’t notice the way they reacted. I noticed the way you reacted, though. I never really thought about it before. The Outliers’ customs always seemed normal to me. It’s all I’ve ever known. But when I saw how upset you got about Taig, I started thinking about my mother. I thought maybe she would react that way if she knew about my brother Ledo.”
Tara frowned. “I thought you didn’t care. I thought you didn’t feel anything.”
Lilith lowered her eyes to the ground. “I guess I didn’t.”
“Why should we believe you can feel anything now?” Ari asked.
“I don’t feel anything now,” Lilith told him. “But I guess I don’t want to see what happened to Ledo happen to Taig. I couldn’t do anything for Ledo then, but I can do something for Taig now.”
Tara couldn’t control her shaking hands. “Come with us, Lilith. Get away from these horrible people. You can go back to the Avitras and find your parents.”
Lilith shook her head. “I’ll help you get away, but I won’t go. The Outliers are my people now. I’ve been with them all my life. I can’t change now.”
“Don’t be so sure,” Allen told her. “You helping us proves you’re still alive. You don’t have to stay here.”
Lilith turned away. “I can’t leave. Now come on. I’ll show you how to get away.”
“How are we going to get us past the guards?” Ari asked.
Lilith shrugged. “I drugged them. They won’t wake up any time soon.”
Before anyone could argue with her, she slipped out of the tent into the night, leaving the friends no choice but to follow her. Allen went first. He cocked his ears to hear the soft fall of her feet in the grass. Tara hung close behind him until they found the torches surrounding Taig. Sure enough, a dozen guards lay asleep on the ground. They didn’t stir when the group approached.
Taig’s chin hung down on his chest, and a bruise darkened the side of his face where Lilith hit him with her stick. Reina stepped on dry stick, and Taig’s head shot up with a start. “Who’s there?”
Tara ran to his side, but she dared not touch him. “We’re here, Taig. We’re getting out of here.”
His eyes raced from one side to the other. He yanked at his bonds when he saw Lilith. Blood trickled down his wrists. “Don’t let her come near me.”
Lilith laughed in his face. Her bright teeth shone in the torchlight. “I’m sacrificing a lot more than you think by letting you go. Don’t tempt me to keep you here after all.”
“What do you mean?” Tara asked.
“Don’t you know?” Lilith waved her hand. “I guess you wouldn’t know. The designated gets to pitch the chosen before the sacrifice.”
Tara blinked. “You’re not making sense. What are you saying?”
Lilith smacked her lips. “This is like explaining everything to children. One person gets picked to conduct the sacrificial ritual. Old Ponchy gave me the honor of designating me, and I got to choose who we would sacrifice. I chose him.” She nodded toward Taig. “If I’m going to pitch someone, I might as well pick the best one, and he looked the best to me.”
Aeifa made a disgusted face. “Are you telling us that, after you groped Taig the way you did, you’re going to finish him off before you kill him? You’re going to have sex with him.”
A groan escaped Taig, and the Ursidreans shifted from one foot to the other.
Lilith darted forward. She pressed her body against Taig and ran her tongue up the side of his face. He jerked and struggled, but he couldn’t get away. Lilith bit his ear. Then she stepped back with a cruel laugh. “You love it, don’t you? You wish I could pitch you, just once, don’t you? Wouldn’t you love to get into me, just once before you kick off for the outer stratosphere? Wouldn’t you love to die shooting your strength into me? You know you would.” She laughed at her own joke, but her voice rang hollow in the trees.
Taig fought against his bonds and whined in terror. The others stared at the two in shock. In the end, Lilith turned away. She pulled a metal dagger from her waist and slashed the thongs holding Taig’s wrists. He slumped and almost fell, but Tara ducked under his arm and held him up.
Lilith sniffed at him. “He won’t be running anywhere the way he is. The guards will catch you before the sun gets up.”
“I’ll run out of here,” Taig replied. “I’ll run ‘til I drop.”
“We’ll get him out of here,” Tara told Lilith. “Don’t you worry about that. We’ll get him out if we have to carry him the whole way.”
“You’ll have to,” Lilith replied. “You’ll have to get over that pass in a hurry if you want to get away with your lives. If the Outliers catch you, they won’t bother to bring you back for a second chance.”
“We’ll make it,” Ari exclaimed.
“What about Reina?” Aeifa asked.
“One of us could carry her,” Allen suggested.
“Who could carry her?” Aeifa asked. “You two boys can only just run fast enough to keep up. You couldn’t add a weight like that and expect them to make it out.”
“I would carry her myself,” Tara replied, “but I’ll probably have to carry Taig.”
Taig pushed her a
way. He took one unsteady step before he caught his balance. “No one’s carrying me. I can run. You see if I don’t keep up with the rest of you.”
Ari spoke up. “Then I’ll carry Reina. Now come on. We don’t have a lot of time.”
“We’ll be back in Ursidrean territory before sunset,” Allen exclaimed.
Lilith shook her head. “You can’t go back to Ursidrean territory. The Outliers will find you if you go that way.”
“What other way is there?” Tara asked.
Lilith pointed up the pass where they first encountered the Outliers. “When you get to the top of the pass, turn west. Follow that ridge and don’t drop down for anything. It will curve around to the south.”
Allen frowned and stroked his chin. “I noticed that curve of mountains when we passed them last time. They reminded me of something.”
“It’s the Western Divide,” Lilith replied. “It’s the border between Avitras territory and Ursidrean territory.”
Taman’s eyes lit up. “Then we’re home. Once we find the Divide, we can follow it back to Harbeiz.”
Lilith stuck her knife in her belt. “Don’t bother running away at all if you’re going to go that way. You might not trust me, but you’re as good as dead if you go anywhere near Ursidrean territory. The Outliers know you were searching for it, and that’s where they’ll look for you. Follow the Divide until it curves around to run north-south. Then drop down into Avitras territory.”
Ari stiffened. “The Avitras? We can’t go to them. They’ll kill us.”
“We don’t know that,” Tara told him.
“They’ll take you prisoner as soon as you cross the border,” Lilith went on. “They’ll take you to their Alpha.”
“Piwaka?” Aeifa asked.
“He’s an old man,” Lilith replied, “but he favors peace. He’ll listen to you, and he’ll make sure nothing happens to you.”
“You said Piwaka is your father,” Tara countered.
Lilith fixed her with a fierce stare. “He is. Tell him and my mother I sent you.”
“When we tell them where you are,” Allen told her, “they’ll want to get you back.”
She smiled. “That’s exactly why I’m not going with you. I would have to explain what happened to Ledo.”
Tara stared at her. Then she turned away. “I understand. You don’t want to face them after what you did.”
“I didn’t do anything,” Lilith replied. “I was a little child, barely able to understand what was happening. If I hadn’t taken part in the feast, the Outliers would have killed me, too. They would have left me to die in the wilderness where they found me.”
“You still haven’t explained how you wound up out here in the first place,” Ari pointed out.
“That’s because I don’t remember.” Lilith moved away. “Now get on your way. These men won’t stay asleep forever. Get running, and don’t let me see you around here again.”
No one hesitated to be told twice. Tara ran into the trees. Then she paused to make sure Taig could keep up. He trotted at her side, and they picked up speed along the path toward the stream. Taman and Allen came behind at their steady pace. Ari grinned at Reina, who gave him a playful smack on the arm. Then he hitched her up on his back and set off running with the others. He couldn’t run as fast as he usually did, but he kept pace with the Ursidreans, and Aeifa ran behind him in case he needed help.
Taig stumbled once in the tangled undergrowth. Then he found his footing. In a little while, he ran at Tara’s side the way they used to in their own home territory. The wind cooled Tara’s cheeks, and her nose caught the exotic scents of forest all around. She could almost believe they were back home again and none of this ever happened.
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Saved by a Dragon (Sample)
Prologue
Many Centuries Ago...
The world around me seemed like it had erupted in flames and smoke. Everywhere I looked was fire. Destruction. Death. The world was littered with bodies that had been ravaged. Torn open. Split apart.
The War of the Three Stones had been raging for what seemed like forever – but in reality, had been just over a year. But the war, being waged between three of the major Clans – Fire, Ice, and Sand – had ravaged our world of Chondelai.
And for what?
There had been very little gain for any of the Clans. Nobody had gained or lost territories. Nobody had pushed any of the Clans’ major houses into exile – or wiped them all out.
We'd been fighting, killing, and dying for over a year with no real gain.
I stood upon the ramparts of the castle, looking out at the land below. What had once been lush, green, beautiful land, was now scorched, and dying. Everything below seemed like it was on fire and through the smoke, I watched as the winged shapes of my brothers swooped and dove, cleaning up the last of the stragglers – the air around me vibrating with the deafening roar of dragons, and the pained screaming of men –bringing this skirmish to an end.
It had been a small force from the Sand Clan who'd tried to storm the castle. They were simply testing our defenses, seeing if this war of attrition had weakened us enough to justify sending a bigger force.
It was a tactic we'd all used. And to that point, all our defenses remained stout. Sooner or later though, one of the Clans was going to have to break if this damn war was ever going to end.
“Jyta, what are you doing up here? It's not safe.”
I turned and looked into the face of my best friend, Klont. He was a good man. A good soldier. I valued him above all others.
“Relax, brother,” I said. “The men are cleaning up the last of the Sands. I'm as safe here as I am anywhere.”
I turned and looked back out at the world below. I was the King of the Fire Clan and Commander of the Golden Legion – my clan's fiercest warriors. Klont was my second in command. My right hand. There was nobody in our entire army I would have rather gone to war with.
“A scout just returned,” he said. “The Sands are bringing in reinforcements. They'll be here any minute.”
I nodded and sighed. Clearly, we weren't done fighting for the day. “Gather the men,” I said. “Have them ready.”
“Right away.”
I watched Klont turn and walk away to round up the men. I turned and looked at the carnage on the field before me. Our once beautiful world, torn asunder by greed and unchecked ambition; I felt nothing but revulsion and disgust. Chondelai had been a beautiful place once. A paradise.
But we'd gone and destroyed the whole thing. Even when this war ended, I had no idea how long it would take the scars from our fighting to heal. Or if they ever would. More than that though, I had to wonder what kind of world Chondelai would be once the war was over. That, I supposed, depended upon who won.
I sensed the beast before I saw it. Looking up, I saw the massive dragon descending from the thick columns of smoke before me. The beast was right on top of me and getting lower. I was just about to shift into my own dragon form, ready to fight, when I noticed that the Sand dragon was alone.
If this was all the Sands had in the way of reinforcements, they were in a world of trouble.
I was curious. Curious as to why one of the Sands would choose to show up – alone. I held myself back from shifting, trying to quench the fire and lust for battle that burned through my veins.
The dragon descended, lowering itself onto the ramparts of the castle, and shifted into his human form. We stood about ten feet apart from one another, staring at each other in silence for several long moments.
“I'm not sure whether it's the height of bravery or the depth of foolishness for you to come here alone,” I said.
“I am Uldor,” he said. “Commander of the Scorpion Brigade and I do not come to fight. I come to
have a conversation with you, your Majesty, nothing more.”
Uldor was tall, a head taller than me, and had long dark hair. With his broad shoulders, powerful arms and a thick, wide chest, he radiated power and strength. I wondered how I would fare against him in hand to hand combat. Wondered if I even stood a chance against him in our dragon forms.
Klont and half a dozen other warriors arrived on the ramparts, still armored, carrying spears and swords. I held my hand up to stop them from advancing.
“Lower your weapons,” I said.
My men did as they were told, but Klont stepped up beside me, sheathing his sword. He gave me a look that told me he wanted to say something, but he wisely held his tongue.
“What is it you want, Commander?” I asked. “Why do you come to my castle alone? Especially after your raiding party killed two of my men. Your raiders were wiped out, by the way.”
He sighed and looked to the ground, shaking his head. “They were instructed to relay my message,” he said. “I had heard they did not do that and acted on their own – which is why I am here of my own accord.”
“You Sands have killed a lot of our brothers and sisters,” Klont hissed. “Give me one reason why we should not strike you down where you stand.”
Uldor looked up and I saw the flash of anger and defiance in his eyes. “We've killed no less than you of the Fire Clan have,” he said. “War is a terrible, terrible thing that costs many lives. Far too many of them. But let us not compound that tragedy or dishonor our dead with hypocrisy.”
Klont looked to me but fell silent. I looked at the man before me, my curiosity only growing stronger. It was quite a risk for an enemy to show up uninvited – and alone. The fact that he was one of the Sand's key commanders only compounded that risk. It made me wonder what was his real agenda.
“Speak,” I said. “What is it you want?”
“I am taking the risk I am because some things are more important than our living or dying,” he said.
I smirked. “I can't think of anything more important to me than living, Uldor,” I said.
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