make its way over her lips.
Stop it. You're behaving like a lovesick girl.
Soros got up and went to start the fire again. Apparently it had gone out during the night, and he hadn't moved to stop it. Kat felt guilty, thinking that he had wanted to let her rest. She couldn't imagine how cold it must have been for him, even with her on his lap.
"You can sleep now," she offered. "I can keep the fire."
"No need for that," Soros replied. "I can go for days before I actually need rest. It's light outside. I should use it to hunt and find out if someone is still on my trail."
Kat nodded. It made sense. It also left her with nothing to do but sit and guard the cave like a stone age housewife. That image did not help her already considerable confusion.
I shouldn't have kissed him. But it was so damn cold, and he is so fucking hot. Only, now what?
Nothing, was the answer.
It was obvious he considered her attractive, and Kat had already admitted the same. It changed nothing. They were merely two people stuck together.
In a cave.
Alone.
In need of a way to get warm.
This can only end well , she thought with a grin.
Soros left, but not before telling her in no uncertain terms that she was to stay inside. Kat nodded, waiting for him to leave before stepping outside and looking around.
She tried to follow the path they had taken the day before, but, well… Heaps of rocks looked exactly like other heaps of rocks. And after taking a few turns, Kat was no longer certain she was going the right way. The walls of stone rising to the skies on either side of her offered no support. She couldn't see up ahead, even after climbing a bit.
Well, that's disappointing , she thought. Unsurprising, but still. I suppose I have to last another night before figuring out a new way to escape.
She started walking back, being very careful about it. Getting lost in the middle of nowhere would be bad. Even Soros might have a hard time tracking someone who had no idea where they were going.
The thought was unsettling. Kat had no intention of dying out there. She was going to find a way to escape Soros and deliver the message, as she was supposed to. Especially now when Soros' opinions on the matter were obvious enough and his answer crystal clear. Then the chieftain would be free to do as he liked, including proving her either wrong or right.
Kat had no idea why she'd defended Nadar Brenger so ferociously the night before. Maybe she just wanted to believe that there was a happy ending to the whole thing out there. The way Soros made it sound truly left them no other choice but to hide until Corgans learned to behave, which was unlikely to happen in their lifetime. At least that much they agreed upon.
She was so focused on trying to figure a way out from the mess she'd gotten herself into that by the time Kat saw the creature, it was too late to run.
At first, she'd taken the tall shadow in front of the cave for Soros. Then her mind began to take in the details as her feet seemed stuck on the ground.
Although as tall as Soros, the creature in front of her wasn't a Corgan warrior. Say what they like, but Soros didn't have horns or claws as long as her arm. The tremendous hairy beast – some sort of wild Toron – opened its fanged mouth in a roar. Blood trickled down its cheeks. It looked like it had already had breakfast, but when it moved, Kat knew she was going to be lunch.
" Soros !" she screamed, scrambling for her weapon.
Chapter Ten
Soros
H er scream echoed across the mountains as Soros ran back to the cave.
The beast he'd been chasing had managed to slip away from him in a rock maze, going by animal instincts Soros didn't have. The seconds he'd spent trying to make sure he was going the right way had apparently given the creature enough headway.
He didn't know why it had gone to the cave. The fire, Kat's scent, it made no difference. All that mattered was that it had, and he was not there.
Jumping over chasms, barely minding the
Stop it. You're behaving like a lovesick girl.
Soros got up and went to start the fire again. Apparently it had gone out during the night, and he hadn't moved to stop it. Kat felt guilty, thinking that he had wanted to let her rest. She couldn't imagine how cold it must have been for him, even with her on his lap.
"You can sleep now," she offered. "I can keep the fire."
"No need for that," Soros replied. "I can go for days before I actually need rest. It's light outside. I should use it to hunt and find out if someone is still on my trail."
Kat nodded. It made sense. It also left her with nothing to do but sit and guard the cave like a stone age housewife. That image did not help her already considerable confusion.
I shouldn't have kissed him. But it was so damn cold, and he is so fucking hot. Only, now what?
Nothing, was the answer.
It was obvious he considered her attractive, and Kat had already admitted the same. It changed nothing. They were merely two people stuck together.
In a cave.
Alone.
In need of a way to get warm.
This can only end well , she thought with a grin.
Soros left, but not before telling her in no uncertain terms that she was to stay inside. Kat nodded, waiting for him to leave before stepping outside and looking around.
She tried to follow the path they had taken the day before, but, well… Heaps of rocks looked exactly like other heaps of rocks. And after taking a few turns, Kat was no longer certain she was going the right way. The walls of stone rising to the skies on either side of her offered no support. She couldn't see up ahead, even after climbing a bit.
Well, that's disappointing , she thought. Unsurprising, but still. I suppose I have to last another night before figuring out a new way to escape.
She started walking back, being very careful about it. Getting lost in the middle of nowhere would be bad. Even Soros might have a hard time tracking someone who had no idea where they were going.
The thought was unsettling. Kat had no intention of dying out there. She was going to find a way to escape Soros and deliver the message, as she was supposed to. Especially now when Soros' opinions on the matter were obvious enough and his answer crystal clear. Then the chieftain would be free to do as he liked, including proving her either wrong or right.
Kat had no idea why she'd defended Nadar Brenger so ferociously the night before. Maybe she just wanted to believe that there was a happy ending to the whole thing out there. The way Soros made it sound truly left them no other choice but to hide until Corgans learned to behave, which was unlikely to happen in their lifetime. At least that much they agreed upon.
She was so focused on trying to figure a way out from the mess she'd gotten herself into that by the time Kat saw the creature, it was too late to run.
At first, she'd taken the tall shadow in front of the cave for Soros. Then her mind began to take in the details as her feet seemed stuck on the ground.
Although as tall as Soros, the creature in front of her wasn't a Corgan warrior. Say what they like, but Soros didn't have horns or claws as long as her arm. The tremendous hairy beast – some sort of wild Toron – opened its fanged mouth in a roar. Blood trickled down its cheeks. It looked like it had already had breakfast, but when it moved, Kat knew she was going to be lunch.
" Soros !" she screamed, scrambling for her weapon.
Chapter Ten
Soros
H er scream echoed across the mountains as Soros ran back to the cave.
The beast he'd been chasing had managed to slip away from him in a rock maze, going by animal instincts Soros didn't have. The seconds he'd spent trying to make sure he was going the right way had apparently given the creature enough headway.
He didn't know why it had gone to the cave. The fire, Kat's scent, it made no difference. All that mattered was that it had, and he was not there.
Jumping over chasms, barely minding the
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