Children of the Birds Prologue
Aaron’s face is less than an inch from mine as I glare at the man who had become the bane of my existence. He looks back, unflinchingly, but I can’t read his expression.
“Put. Me. Down,” I growl between clenched teeth.
He raises an eyebrow and looks at me a moment longer before slowly releasing his hold on me, opening his arms so I slide down his chest and my feet reach the branch he’s standing on. My feet more or less on solid ground, I continue to glare, though I can’t move more than a half step back.
“You’re welcome,” he replies, face and voice still unreadable.
“For what?” I demand. “Nearly giving me a heart attack or almost making me plunge to my death?”
“For catching you before you fell.”
“And who’s fault is that?” I reply, but continue before he can respond. “What are you doing here anyway? Why are you following me?”
“You really think NORTH would just let you waltz off and do as you please after you’ve got yourself tangled up in their business?” he drawls.
“It’s not their business,” I snap.
“Etti,” he says as though speaking to a child. “It’s been their business since the beginning. You just stuck your nose in and got lucky.”
“This is all about a creature crossing into the human world. That’s Guardian business last time I checked.”
“But NORTH has been investigating this whole time.”
“And they should have told us sooner because this is our territory, not yours.”
“The creature is part of this world and needs to be disciplined which is our territory, I’ll thank you to remember,” Aaron scowls back at me now.
“And who are you to dole out judgement and punishment?” I hiss angrily. “He should be turned over to his own people to be dealt with. NORTH has no right to interfere.”
“His people have done nothing about it,” rumbles the MAGI. “That gives NORTH every right to step in.”
“Mistress!” coos Lolani, urgent and low as I open my mouth to reply.
“Will you two cut the lovers quarrel and and focus?” hisses Itzel, floating angrily into the few inches between the MAGI and myself.
I hold my tongue and swallow a retort before sending one last glare Aaron’s way. Then I squat down and listen for the creature’s approach.
This whole thing was ridiculous.
First off, I am hiding in a tree to get the jump on a Bird. A Bird. It feels almost as ridiculous as it sounds in my head.
Secondly, back at the House, I had two fugitives taking santuary from the MAGI who may as well have been camped out in the Garden.
Third, the only protection there for them was a Salamander who had decided Guardian life wasn’t for him, but assured me that he was extremely compitant. The more I thought about it, the more I was beginning to second guess my hasty decision to leave him in charge.
How had I gotten into this mess? Well, Aaron was right in saying I had stuck my nose in, thought I would never admit it to him, and really it was more of a headlong dive than just a casual poke of the nose...
A/N: Hey, hey! Look who's alive and writing. :) This book has been kicking my butt a bit, but I finally got a prologue I was happy with. Yeah! Don't be afraid to tell me your thoughts guys! :)