Free The Kiss That Saved Me (The Tidal Kiss Trilogy Book 2) by Kristy Nicolle Page B

daddy’s eye,” I snarl at him as Orion beckons on two of the Knights that are in charge of security. I look at them, at their incompetent and embarrassed expressions. Stellar job guys, you’ve officially reached pointless in your roles as protector. Bravo indeed. I muse to myself about how easy it was for me to just walk in here. What the hell was my brother playing at being so lax with security? The two burly knights pull Vex’s arms behind his back, restraining him and place one hand on the back of his head. I walk behind them back up the length of the ballroom, eyes following my every move and out into the main entrance hall. My heels hit the floor hard, like a hammer hitting iron and the sound rings out like a bell. Warning everyone that trouble is imminent.

    On the top of a moonlit cliff where Lunar Sanctum stands, I walk behind the guards, my dress trailing in the dirt behind me. We reach the top of the rock which juts out from the land and stand, wind whipping around us on its sheer edge that leads to a vertical fall. My black hair flies out like tendrils of shadow in the breeze.
    “Thank you,” I nod to the guards and they look hesitant to leave, but I assume my still dilated pupils scare them so they do. Vex stands, squat and tightly packed in his suit, back to the ocean which froths at the mouth like an angry dog below.
    “Go back to Solustus. Go back and tell him to call off whatever crap you’re trying to pull. We’ve had enough.” I tell him straight and he puts his hands in his pockets.
    “We… or you? I didn’t take you for a damsel in distress Love.”
    “I’m not. Whatever it is you want, it isn’t good for anyone. Go home. If I see you again I’ll slit your throat and let you choke on your own dying breaths,” I bite out and try to push him backward. I know the fall won’t kill him, but I figure he deserves a spank at the hands of surface tension regardless.
    “Uh, uh, uh,” he shakes his head with objective guttural sounds and pulls me close to him. I struggle looking down.   We’re close to the edge, teetering fatally close to oblivion. “You push me away, but I know you’re ripe and ready to be picked… picked like the dark, sweet plum you are,” he whispers in my ear. I want to shove him backward but realise it’ll only lead him to pull me with him.
    “You’re sick,” I spit and he laughs huskily.
    “Aren’t we all Love?” He pushes me back and falls, arms spread like Christ back off the cliff, I hear him splash into the cold depths below and hope he hit his head hard.  

    CALLIE

    Orion’s expression is strained as I watch him looking at the last traces of Azure’s dress as it disappears around the corner. For a woman clad in something so stunning, she’s terrifying.
    “Did you see her eyes when she walked in here? She almost looked normal,” I whisper. He looks around us at the scared faces and puts his hands in his pockets. He opens his mouth to speak but Shaniqua beats him to it.
    “I think that’s enough drama for one evening. Back to the celebrations,” she beckons over to the half orchestra and they begin to play again as people start to relax, turning to each other and gossiping. No doubt expressing their shock and laughing off their fear.
    “Callie!” I hear the squeak travel from somewhere behind me and I turn, now standing in the middle of the room, to Sophia’s tear stained cheeks.
    “Sophia! You made it.” I sigh and hold out my arms as she hugs me. If I hadn’t had her voice, which to me speaks reason and understanding above all else, I don’t know how I would have survived these last few months.
    “Yes. Oscar…” She trails off looking guilty but I understand. Oscar never leaves the ocean if he can help it.
    “I understand, don’t worry. I’m just happy to see you. I can’t believe there’s so many people here I don’t know!” I exclaim and she nods.  
    “Yes, this kind of event doesn’t come around that often. There are