The Dancing Bride And Her Spirit Warrior




Vuyanzi woke up startled. She was in a semi dark room with a fire burning in the middle of it. Squinting her eyes, she could see an opening on the far end of the room. It looked like the opening of a…cave? She was in a cave! Vuyanzi tried to swallow the panic that was threatening rising inside her.

The room was warm and she lying on furs. The furs were soft against her skin and so…so warm.

Light from the fire bounced off on the walls of the room . She could also hear the faint falling of rain in a distance and thunder booming.

She tried to sit up but a very strong arm pulled her closer to a warm hard body. Vuyanzi yelped. What? It was then the familiar scent assaulted her nose, morning dew grass and the definite musk of man. She looked down at the arm holding her waist and her eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.

The arm was definitely not like a normal arm. Encircling her small waist was a big paw, (yes a very large cat like paw) spread on her stomach.

No, it cannot be Vuyanzi thought, this must be a dream. Vuyanzi shook her head ignoring the warmth that was trickling her ear and sending shivers down her spine. She could a stare on her back but she refused to turn instead squeezing her eyes completely shut. She squeezed her eyes shut.

‘’Vuyanzi look at me,’’ a deep smooth voice rumbled behind her.

Sharply she turned around to the piercing gaze of Koni Jasiri or… not. The paw on her waist did not move they held on firmly as if letting her go was not an option.

Vuyanzi could only gape at the creature beside her in awe.

The normal reaction to seeing a man – beast was to scream and try to get away from it as much as possible. Yet Vuyanzi had the most intense need to run her fingers through the long darks strands of hair falling on his broad shoulders.

She should be scared of the canine teeth that were the same length as her index finger but she was not afraid. Deep down Vuyanzi knew that this creature, Koni posed no threat to her.

Koni’s eyes were trained on her, the volatile yellow like the savannah grass burning with an orange flame. His eyes were on her like a hawks’ eyes on a prey. Vuyanzi now understood why Koni was a predator.

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