Firebird
By Jaycee Clark
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Legend has it firebirds bring both good fortune and destruction, Reen has become an expert at both…
Reen is an expert at destruction and annihilation. She’s a Hunter, an elite, one of their best assassins, she’s also a legendary firebird—a creature of lore. Saker, a member of the Falcon order, is her soul mate from a bloody past she desperately tries to forget, but one that haunts her every moment. The two are thrown together in a desperate search for missing women.
The Collector is a man who loves the hunt, preying on the unusual, on the special—all to keep these women for his own use. The Collector favors shifters, the rarer the better. He traps them, keeps them, and turns them into his own private collectables.
Saker doesn’t want Reen to be a part of this
dangerous mission, but she has other plans. Unfortunately, so does the Collector…
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Firebird - Jaycee Clark
Prologue
Laru Mountains
Cyzarine, be still,
her mother whispered. Again.
Carriage rides were boring, especially during the dark of winter. There were no birds to hear this time of year, or flowers to smell, or little animals to see. Why couldn’t they have ridden? She loved to ride the horses.
Why—
Shh,
her mother admonished.
She frowned. Quiet. The forest was silent, the quiet too oppressive to be normal. She didn’t like when the air was still with nothing. Silently humming, she settled deeper into the carriage seat next to her mother. Her brother sat across from them talking softly to their father who smiled at her then frowned.
It’s too quiet,
Cyzarine said to him, her soft voice carrying on the cold air between them. She reached up to shove the gold velvet curtain aside, but her mother grabbed her hand and smiled. Yet her mother’s smile didn’t reach her blue eyes as it normally did.
No one in the carriage spoke. They were traveling for her to visit with her betrothed, whom she’d only met once before. The arrogant Rourik. She didn’t like him. He hadn’t wanted to speak with her and had made it clear he didn’t want to have her for a wife. Cyzarine was a princess, her parents the last of mated fabled firebirds. Their kingdom in Western Russia had been in the throes of civil war for years. The alliance was needed, she’d been told.
A shrill cry rent the air followed by the long howl of a wolf. She knew the sound.
She glanced between her parents.
The howl was joined by another and then another. Lycans. This was the sound of their enemy, a warning, a promise…
Their father stared out the carriage, then thumped on the roof. Derik, do not stop the coach, keep going.
But even as her father gave that command, the carriage pulled to a halt, the horses neighed and snorted.
Derrik! Keep going!
her father repeated.
But the carriage didn’t move. The night swirled between sleeping and awaking around them.
She peeked out the window, but her mother pushed her back. No, stay still.
They heard it again, the lone cry of a wolf, followed by others—from one side, then the other.
They’re around us, Papa,
her older brother, Gavril, said.
She checked quickly out the window.
Her father shared a narrow gaze and slight frown with their mother before he smiled at them both and climbed out. Her mother remained in with them for just a moment before she reached out and laid her hand on their heads.
We love you. Stay here.
Snow swirled into the carriage as she climbed out as well.
Cyzarine looked at her brother, only a year older than she. What’s wrong?
she whispered. Why did we stop? Why did they get out?
Shh.
He peeked out the window of the other side. His blue eyes went dark, as they did when he wanted to look beyond what was seen by mere mortals. He startled and his face paled. We—we need to get out. We must get out now,
he whispered. Grabbing her hand, he opened the carriage door on the side opposite their parents and pulled her out.
Gavril? What’s going on?
She tried to tug her hand free, but her legs sank into the snow up to her knees. She wasn’t wearing her boots and her silk slippers were of little help in the snow.
The wind picked up and Gavril jerked her along behind him. Run, Cyzarine. No matter what happens, you must run!
He picked up speed and she stumbled along behind him, holding her fur coat and skirts up to move more quickly.
What’s…
She glanced behind them, surprised to see they’d gone so far from the carriage. But from here she heard the howl again, the snarl. A low cry rent the air and she saw a burst of flames, a fire of blue, green and bright red.
Her mother…
She tried to stop, but Gavril urged her on. She could hear him whispering.
They were running, the tall trees spearing up and blocking their path.
For the first time since they’d started their journey, she wished they’d reached her betrothed’s home. He was strong. She knew that, had seen it. Rude or not, they would have shelter there.
Again she glanced back over her shoulder, not realizing they had climbed up an embankment. Gavril,
she panted.
Come on, Cyzarine.
He jerked her harder and she almost fell. Below, she saw them.
The wolves, white and grey, some black, closed in a half circle around her parents, who weren’t flying away from the carriage. They’d shifted into firebirds, their feathers brilliant, luminous, but they didn’t rise.
Why won’t they fly?
she whispered.
Gavril turned and saw them. Oh no. They think we’re in the carriage,
he whispered.
She opened her mouth to yell. Gavril slammed his hand over her mouth. No. Hush. Come, Cyzarine. Hurry.
But she stood rooted to the spot. Their parents’ wings flapped, snow rising from the motion, the red of their feathers like blood against the snow.
We need the falcons,
Gavril whispered. Then he jerked her around. Call him, Cyzarine. Call your falcons.
She frowned. I don’t have any.
One wolf leapt and snapped at their mother.
Cyzarine shook her head. No. No! Mama!
Call them!
He grabbed her shoulders. Now! Rourik, your betrothed. He’s a falcon, their leader. Call him. You must!
She glanced back over her shoulder and thought of the young man she hadn’t liked very much. Remembered the first of the binding ceremonies they’d completed. She focused on his face, felt something in her shift and thought, "Rourik, I need you. Help us."
Come on, Reen! We can’t just stand here.
Gavril pulled her behind him, both of them running and falling in the snow.
We should shift,
she panted.
He shook his head. I can shift faster than you. You haven’t mastered it yet. I’m not leaving you.
He pulled her up again when she stumbled in the snow. "Hurry, Reen.