Surrender, Book 3 The Elfin Series by Quinn Loftis Read Free Book Online Page B

before she would get to crawl into the undoubtedly scratchy sheets. Her thoughts were confirmed when the door on the right hand wall, that obviously lead to the boy’s room, opened and in stepped Cush.
    “Let’s take fifteen minutes and go over tomorrow’s plans before we call it a night,” he told them as Oakley stepped in behind him.
    Elora took the corner of one of the beds and Lisa sat next to her. Syndra draped herself, as only a queen could, across the other bed and propped up on one elbow as she waited for Cush to continue. Oakley took the one and only chair leaving Cush to lean against the wall, not that he would have sat down even if another seat would have been available.
    “We will make it to the city tomorrow,” Cush began. “Once there, Syndra is going to use a little influence to help keep prying eyes from noticing us, and we are going to see if we can sniff out Lorsan. I don’t think he will be hard to find. I have a feeling that now that Tony has left Iniquity Lorsan has probably taken up overseeing the casino and the distribution of Rapture.”
    “What are we going to do when we find him? Declare a citizen’s arrest?” Elora asked.
    Cush gave her a look that clearly told her he though she was absurd. She shrugged. It was a valid question.
    “We just need to get the lay of the land, so to speak,” he answered her and then turned his attention back to the entire group. “We need to get an idea of how many elves he has at his immediate disposal. We also need to see if we can get an idea on just how extensive the Rapture situation is.”
    “Do you think he’s managed to get it out of Vegas?” Oakley spoke up.
    Syndra nodded. “I would actually be surprised if he hadn’t already distributed it to other venues.”
    “The important thing is to disrupt the flow of the Rapture so it can’t make it to any of its destinations,” Cush explained. “Once we’ve neutralized that process we can focus on making sure the Rapture that’s already available is destroyed.”
    “And how exactly will we do that?” Elora frowned.
    “We could phone in a recall to the FDA letting them know that any and all production of the Rapture in circulation is contaminated and needs to be destroyed immediately. I’m sure we can manage to get some of our elves into the system to oversee the process to makes sure it is all taken care of.”
    “It sounds so simple when you put it like that.” Oakley let out a sigh. “But for some reason I have a feeling that none of this is going to go according to plan.”
    Cush gave him a wolfish smile. “Where would the fun in easy be?”
    “You consider this fun?” Oakley’s eyes widened.
    Elora let out a groan as she flopped back on the bed. “UGH, don’t get him started. He was raised to be a warrior; it’s in his blood, blah, blah, freaking blah.”
    Cush chuckled. “Perhaps, hunting dark elves is an acquired taste.”
    “Regardless of what it is,” Lisa said as she stood up, “it will require energy. So” ―she waved the boys off toward their room― “off with you two and let’s call it a night.”
    Elora didn’t move from her prone position on the bed but she did open her eyes when she felt soft fingertips tracing her lips. Cush hovered over her looking at her as if she’d single-handedly saved the human race.
    “What’s that look for?” she asked him unable to stop herself from raising her own hand up to trace his strong jaw.
    His full lips lifted ever so slightly. “It’s because of you, my Chosen,” he whispered. “I’m just in awe of you.”
    “Because I flop so gracefully on a bed when I’m whining about you and your, ‘I’m a warrior hear me roar’, bit?” She quirked an eyebrow at him.
    “Yes, that and many, many more reasons.” He leaned down as his large hand cupped her jaw. “Sleep good, Little Raven.” His lips pressed against hers but were gone much too quickly. “Sweet dreams.” His voice rumbled in her mind. She grinned up