Rakshasa Book I, Part #2: Aurora - Plot & Excerpts
My neck, sore and bruised, still felt tender after Hailstone had injured it again. Still, I could feel the power of the Rakshasa bloodline within me, healing me. A human would have died, their neck snapped in an instant. But that wasn’t my fate, not now that I was what I was. I wet a cloth from the sink, pressing the cool wetness against my bruised skin, letting the sensation ease the pain. Clintonette and the kittens mewed incessantly, so I poured a nice big pile of food into my shoe closet then left the door open enough for them to get out if they wanted. Then I figured I should feed myself. I walked back into the kitchen in time to hear a knock on the door. Warily, I crept up, peering through the peephole. Ishan. I threw open the door, falling straight into his arms, grabbing him and holding him close. I felt his strong arms around me, holding my middle, pressing me close to him. I rubbed my cheek against his upper chest, squeezing him tightly. “I wasn’t sure you would come,”
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