Page 19 of Throne of Ice and Blood
The human swallows. “I… uhm…”
They shove him up against the wall.
Anger flashes through me. After flicking my gaze up and down the road to make sure that no one is watching me, I summon my magic and push at the spark of anger in the shifter’s chest.
To my surprise, it’s not there.
I try another emotion.
The orange spark of smug superiority in his chest is so large that I actually blink in surprise. He really must think that he is better than all the humans.
Using my magic, I decrease his sense of superiority until it’s barely more than a flicker.
Unfortunately, it doesn’t matter.
I gasp and release my magic as he still rams his fist into the human’s stomach.
Air explodes from the man’s lungs, and he doubles over. But the second shifter just yanks him back up while his companion hits him again. Pain pulses across the human’s face as an armored fist slams into his cheek.
And all around me, people do… nothing.
They just avert their eyes and hurry away.
Fury crashes over me like a tidal wave. I am so fucking sick of these haughty idiots and their damn entitlement. They act like bullies. And for absolutely no reason. Just because their ancestors suffered millennia ago doesn’t give them the right to beat up innocent people now.
With my hood still pulled down low to hide my face, I glance around at the people hurrying away while the soldiers continue pummeling the human. Someone should do something. Someone should step in. Someone should stop this.
And then I realize thatIam someone.
Before I even know what I’m doing, I’ve picked up a small pot from the windowsill next to me and thrown it at the closest dragon shifter.
The evergreen that had been planted in the pot flops back and forth in distress as the pot sails through the air.
Then it hits the dragon shifter in the back of the head.
A loud thud sounds. Followed by a crash as the pot lands on the stones behind him. His knees buckle. Then he too crashes down on the ground.
For a few seconds, the entire street is dead silent.
The human man stares at me, his blue eyes wide with disbelief. As does the remaining dragon shifter. His gaze flits down to his now unconscious partner, and then it slowly slides to me.
Logic and reason at last catch up with me.
I shouldn’t have done that.
I really shouldn’t have done that.
From where he’s still standing pressed against the wall, the human gives me a look of gratitude.
In front of him, the dragon shifter shoots me a death stare.
He takes one slow step forward.
Then he’s barreling straight towards me.
Oh shit.
CHAPTER SIX
