Chael's Luck (A Knights of Dorathan Novel) (25 page)

The Zerpanay
screamed and bared its two rows of sharp, pointed teeth.

Tyler scrambled
to his feet and pulled his dagger, a growl rising in his chest. He
threw the blade as hard as he could. The creature threw its head
back as it embedded itself to the hilt in its blood red eye. It
shook itself, dislodging the knife. Its fiery gaze honed in on
Tyler.

He swore
under his breath, but stood still until he was sure it would come
after him and leave his friends alone. The Zerpanay stretched its
wings and took to the air. Tyler shifted and ran as fast as his
four legs could carry him over fallen trees and large rocks. The
creature screeched and Tyler was knocked flat by the energy blast
it pushed at him. His leg screamed in pain as sharp teeth dug into
it, the beast plucking him from the earth as it flew over him. He
watched the ground sink away below him.

“
Tyler!”
Heidi’s scream made him twist so he could make sure she was
alright. Not being able to angle himself to see as a wolf, he
shifted back and he cried out as the teeth cut deeper into his
thigh. The Zerpanay swooped back in the direction it had come.
Tyler caught the flash of the sun reflecting off of something
metallic hidden in the woods to their left. The wind caused his
eyes to tear and he wiped at them, trying to see what was below
him. He felt a magic nudge slam into him and the Zerpanay grunted
with the force of it. It rocked sideways, its jaws opening with its
screech. Tyler’s first thought was to thank the moons he was free
of the Zerpanay; his second, was to wonder what it was going to
feel like to die when he hit the ground.

One second he
was seeing the dirt and leaves rushing up at him and the next, he
was lost in a black fog with specs of flashing light. He felt small
hands on his face and lips on his forehead which caused him to
wonder why he could feel Heidi’s hands and nothing else. After a
fall like that, he should have been in pain, yet he felt
peaceful.

“
Tyler,
please!” Heidi’s tear filled voice floated through the fog and his
throat tightened. The specks of light became fewer and the dark fog
thicker. Heidi’s sobs began to fade and as the darkness finally won
out. His last thought was of his brother.

About the
Author

Mireille
Chester was born in Ottawa, Ontario in 1979 and moved to
Saskatchewan when she was eight. Writing is one of her many
passions which also include reading, drawing, painting, animals,
and the outdoors. She is a sta
y at home mom and wife.

Her
first
series,
The
Chosen One Trilogy
, is
the first of her adventures which are based in the world of
Quelondain. The three stories,
Crossover
,
Journey
,
and
Destiny
follow
the adventures of Hayden Carlson when she suddenly discovers a
world filled with magic and finds herself caught up in a war that
could wipe out almost every being that lives there. The trilogy has
been described as a great mix of epic and paranormal
fantasy.

Mireille
now lives in Prince Albert, Saskatchewan with her husband and their
three children as well as multiple animals. She hopes to keep
readers entertained with her magical worlds and enjoyable
characters.

http://mireillechester.com
is where you can learn more about her
books and follow her blog.