Free Feudlings In Smoke (Fate On Fire Short Story) by Wendy Knight Page A

was so tired. So very tired.
    “Not a chance. He's hurt worse than I am.” Ari growled when the healers attempted to ignore her, and they scurried to Will's side. She fell to her knees next to him. “Dani, can you get rid of the shroud so we can see better where he's hurt?”
    He looked for Dani, and she was there, pulling the shroud off of him before her warm blue flames joining with the others, healing him. “You're going to be okay, Will,” she whispered, but tears still streaked her cheeks.
    “Can you fix him?” Ari whispered, and for the first time Will could remember, he saw fear in her eyes.
    Ward jogged up behind them before anyone could answer her, seemingly in perfect health. “Why didn't anyone tell me they were back? Am I not the best healer we have?” He shoved his way to Will's side, and instantly Will felt the flames mending his wounds, weaving him back together even as they warred with his red Edren blood.
    “Yes, Ari. He will be fine,” Dani cried, more tears soaking her cheeks as her shoulders shook with silent, grateful sobs.
    Ari leaned her head against Will's good side, and he was shocked to feel her trembling. “You, dear brother,” she said, her voice barely above a shaky whisper, “are in so. Much. Trouble.” She paused, tipping her head back but unwilling to move away from him. “And Will? I always knew… if I needed you, you would be there. And you were. Thank you.”

About the Author
     
    Wendy Knight was born and raised in Utah by a wonderful family who spoiled her rotten because she was the baby. Now she spends her time driving her husband crazy with her many eccentricities (no water after five, terror when faced with a live phone call, no touching the knives…you get the idea). She also enjoys chasing her three adorable kids, playing tennis, watching football, reading, and hiking. Camping is also big—her family is slowly working toward a goal of seeing all the National Parks in the U.S.
    You can usually find her with at least one Pepsi nearby, wearing ridiculously high heels for whatever the occasion. And if everything works out just right, she will also be writing.

Also from Wendy Knight
     

     
    Chapter One
     
    Please don’t let him be here today. Please don’t let him be here today .
    He was there.
    Of course he was there; he was always there. Trey didn’t miss class. For a few seconds Scout debated on backing herself right out the door and skipping class, but Kylin shoved past her, nearly knocking Scout into the wall. Scout gritted her teeth but bit back a reply. Getting in a fight with Trey’s girlfriend right before her first class of the day? Not a great way to start her morning.
    It was zoology, and it would have been her favorite period if she didn’t have the privilege of sharing it with Trey and Kylin. Scout pushed her light brown waves over her shoulder, straightened her spine and stalked in, choosing a seat as far away from her ex-boyfriend as she could.
    It wasn’t that she minded Kylin. The problem was that Kylin minded Scout. It made things a tad awkward when they shared a class. Happily, Scout and Trey were both content to pretend the other didn’t exist, so she didn’t have to deal with him much.
    Mr. Zornes, the teacher, breezed into the room. He was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, refusing to give in to the whole stuffy ‘teacher’ thing. “Morning, guys. Get comfortable, we’ve got tests to go over.”
    Almost the entire class groaned. Scout didn’t groan because she was fairly confident she did well on the test. And if she had to guess, she’d say Trey didn’t groan either, but she refused to look at him to check. They were battling over the highest grade in the class and leaving everyone else way behind. Scout planned it that way — because when Mr. Zornes assigned partners for the science fair, he would assign the highest grade with the lowest. That was the way he’d always done it. Scout was making sure there wasn’t a snowball’s