The Chilling Change Of Air (Elemental Awakening, Book 3) Read Online Free PDF

What are you?" he corrected.
    I couldn't do this. It had been hard enough to deal with this new world with him at my side. But this? This was too cruel to even contemplate.
    "Theodoros," Isadora started from behind him. He still had one hand keeping her in position, refusing to let her out again to face the threat he perceived me to be.
    "Answer me!" he growled, the full force of his Stoicheio behind the command.
    Theo's Fire had burned me in the past. Blistered my skin. But it had been a long time since then. And instead all I had known for months was his heated caress, his passion-filled touch, his Fire's lust for my body, my heart. Me.
    The burns that appeared on the palms of my hands as I held them up before me hurt more than anything the doctor had done. Hurt more than anything anyone had ever done. I sucked in frantic hitched breaths of incongruous super-chilled air as Dora forced her way between us, yelling at Theo to stop.
    It was too much to have him turn on me. Too much. I fell to my knees as pain consumed me. But not a single tear fell. I think I was all out of tears. I was too far past sorrow to find use in them. Where I was, tears would not follow. Where I was, only darkness dwelled.
    The sound of a rope unfurling caught my attention, then a harness appeared in the opening of the cave.
    "Right," Isadora said, as though trying to calm herself down as well. "Our rescue has arrived. Theo, you go first."
    "No," he snarled, his eyes still boring into me. "I will not leave you with her." He practically spat the words. "You first, Dora. Then when you're all ready to contain her up there, the Gi imposter can follow. Lastly it will be me."
    "Theo, you've been in a prison for four months." Four months. My eyes closed on invisible tears. "You need to get out of here first, or this was all a wasted effort."
    "No." Implacable. Stoic. So brave.
    It broke my heart further.
    "All right," Dora replied reluctantly, positioning herself into the harness, with Theo's distracted help.
    I'd wanted him to notice me. I certainly had his attention now.
    Dora tugged on the rope and was pulled up out of sight, while Theo just stared. Minutes ticked past without either of us speaking. Me, because I was too disillusioned. Him, because I think he was still enraged.
    I wanted to reach for him. The part of me that is his Thisavros pleaded to be reunited, skin on skin. But this was a one sided coupling now. Always to have half of me missing, ripped away, left raw.
    The rope uncoiled again, the harness swinging at the opening.
    Theo reached for it, his eyes never leaving my face, and with a lift of his chin he silently ordered me to approach.
    For the first time ever I was scared of Theo Peters. We'd not always seen eye to eye, but even when I first came into my Gi powers I'd never feared him the way I feared the look in his eyes right now.
    "Come," he snapped when I didn't move. My body jumped and his lips curled. "How old are you?" he growled.
    He knew. At least, he used to. "Twenty-three," I whispered, stepping into the harness he held out.
    He laughed, it was mirthless. "A baby. You wear your emotions on your sleeve, little one. I can feel your fear."
    "Please stop talking," I begged. He'd regret this, when he remembered. If he remembered again.
    He leaned in, his nose practically touching my cheek and whispered, "You play with Fire, little girl. I'm a prince of Pyrkagia, you are nothing to me."
    He meant in terms of power level, but the words cut too close to the quick.
    I shifted, to lift my foot into the other opening of the harness, just wanting this to be over now, and inadvertently brought myself close enough for his nose to touch my skin.
    Electricity shot through me, pulling a gasp from my lips and a moan from Theo's.
    A hot hand wrapped around my throat as he hauled me back against his chest.
    "Stop now, or I will end you," he warned.
    "I'm not doing anything." I wasn't, as far as I could tell. But something was happening. The touch of