I finally managed to accomplish some substantial edits yesterday on Book 2 (working title – Revelations) of the Greylyn the Guardian Angel series. On my FB page, I promised a teaser from the new work and I always fulfill my promises.
She took one look at his outstretched hand and shook her head. “Maybe we should part ways here. Not that I don’t appreciate the help back there, but I have some personal business to attend to.”
“But, actually it is my business too, love.” His eyes took on a softer expression, as he reached out to take her hand again. “Besides, there is no way I’m leaving now. Don’t you think we should discuss what just happened? With us?”
Reluctantly, she pulled her hand out of his grip before strolling over to a large rock to sit down. Every fiber of her being yearned to rest, to escape all of this. Not just the crushing weight of the prophecy. Not just the exhaustion from their recent ordeal with the vampires. She needed an escape from Kael. His very presence complicated everything.
No, she couldn’t deny she felt something for him back in the vampire’s hide-out. An invisible magnet pulled her closer to him, every molecule fighting to get to him, to touch him, to have him touch her. He filled her every thought. Her body craved to melt into him. It had all felt so perfect, so right.
It terrified her.
“I’m not sure there is anything to discuss, Kael.” Greylyn shifted uncomfortably on the rock. She had to weave a convincing lie. “We were in a very severe situation. We did what we had to get out of it.”
She reached over and picked up a thin stick off the ground. With the razer-sharp edge of her dagger, Greylyn whittled away at it. “Obviously, what we may have felt can’t be real. My guess is that the scent of the flowers from the Tree of Life caused hallucinations. How else would twenty-four hours have passed so quickly?” A poorly attempted laugh died, strangled in her own throat.
His voice thundered through the forest, scattering creatures through the underbrush and overhead in the tree tops. “I don’t believe that for a second, and neither do you,” Kael stalked over to where she sat and knelt in front of her. “We’ve fought each other, we’ve fought our innermost desires for each other for centuries. You had to know that at some point it would all come to the surface. It’s undeniable what we feel and I won’t let you belittle that.” His voice shook.
He reached to caress her face, still covered in soot from the fire. Greylyn steeled herself not to react. Her fingernails dug into her palms, but she felt no pain, only the yearning to succumb to his touch. Instead she conjured up a lie. “No. I can’t believe that.”