Quicksilver (Fae & Alchemy, #1)

by Callie Hart

Carrion was cooking something in a pot over the fire, his mouth drawn into a flat line. He saw me and pointed at Lorreth, scowling. “These fuckers are all cheats.” Lorreth laughed heartily, extending his hand. The dagger he'd just imbedded into the tree trunk dislodged itself and whipped backward, landing in his palm hilt-first. “And you are a sore loser,” he said. “He just took me for eleven chits. That's half of my money.” “You can't even spend them here, Carrion,” I reminded him. “It's not about that. It's about being fucking tricksy. We had a gentleman's bet. We were supposed to try and hit the target as many times as we could in a row. The person who held the longest streak won.” “And? How has he tricked you?” I tried not to smile. “And I did the honorable thing and let him go first.” “And?” “And he hasn't missed once! I asked him if he'd played this game before, and he said no,” Carrion growled in an accusatory tone. “I haven't played before.” Lorreth flicked his wrist, and the dagger shot from his palm, propelled through the air at a ferocious velocity. The dagger's handle juddered when the blade bit into the tree trunk. “When I throw this thing, it isn’t a game. I’m usually throwing it at a vampire's head. It pays not to miss under those conditions.” Carrion's cheeks were mottled red with annoyance. “How the fuck was I supposed to beat him when he's some kind of killing machine?” I snorted. “How many times has he hit the tree?” It was cruel to ask, but it was a rar...

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