Urban Gladiator by Anya Summers EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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The Spring Equinox
Are you sure about this?”
My sister ’s amber gaze was rimmed with unshed tears. Iris took
after our father with her jet-black hair and his eyes, but the rest of her was
the spitting image of our mother. I took after our paternal grandmother in
face and form. I couldn’t falter over my decision, not when she would pay
the price for my cowardice.
“Yes, I’ll be fine,” I assured her, squeezing her slim shoulders. Younger
than me by two years, I had raised her after our parents died. The coming
separation pained me. I didn’t want to leave her, but I had no other choice.
“But—”
“It’s time.” I spied the gathering outside the front door of our little twobedroom bright yellow cottage. It was the same home we’d lived in our
entire lives. The one I had taken over guardianship of when our parents
were killed by shifters.
When she opened her mouth to argue, I pulled her in for a tight hug.
We’d been together our whole lives, and I didn’t know what I would do
without her. I could only pray to the goddess that she would keep Iris safe
in my absence. Fighting back tears, I said, “I love you. Always remember
that. And don’t worry about me. I’ll be okay.”
“I love you too. Are you sure you don’t want me to come to the clearing
with you?” She clung to me, holding me tight. Her body trembled with her
sorrow because we both knew we wouldn’t see each other again.
“No. It’s best if you don’t.” Because if anything could make me falter, it
would be my sister. With a ragged sigh, I released her. I gave her a smile I
didn’t feel, and then, without a backward glance at the home I was leaving
forever, I strode outside to join the group that would accompany me. Likely
to ensure I didn’t run away and search for a way to leave Avalon.
And while I had said my goodbyes to Iris, the crowd outside our door
had swelled. It looked like half the village would be making the trek. Once I
joined the front of the line, the journey to the clearing began. I just prayed
my footsteps wouldn’t falter and I would see this night through to whatever
end.
Oh Maiden, Mother, Crone! The fanfare spectacle was obscene. This
was my demise, not a birthday party nor cause for celebration. But tell them
that.
I would never understand the need to celebrate this quarterly event. A
witch—me—was being sacrificed. Our combined covens sacrificed one of
our own for the good of all four times a year, as we’d done for the past two
hundred years. And I thought the sacrifice itself was poppycock, not that
the coven mother or council listened to my opinion on the matter.
The event ushered in three hedonistic days of feasting. The coven would
never hear from me again, but the celebratory nature surrounding it made
my sacrifice okay in their minds.
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