Dragons of Asgard 3 Logan Jacobs (book recommendations for teens .TXT) 📖

nestled further down into the grass and went back to sleep.

Asta’s tunic was short enough that she didn’t need to worry about rolling it up, so she simply glided into the water with a small splashing sound. There, in the morning light, she looked absolutely stunning. Her white hair reflected the orange glow of the sun above us, and her yellow eyes were a vision of beauty against the green of all the trees and grass in the forest. She looked like she belonged in the water with her long, beautiful hair that reminded me of the blinding white glare the sun cast on the ocean.

“Okay, what do I do?” the gorgeous elf girl asked.

“Here,” I said, and I took the fish out the net, quickly severed their spinal cords with my dagger, and set them next to Blar on the shore.

The little blue dragon sniffed the air before his eyes opened, and he licked his lips when he spotted the fish a few feet away from him.

“Don’t even think about it,” I chastised, and he rolled his eyes and turned away from me.

“He’s so funny,” Asta giggled.

“He’s a brat is what he is,” I teased, and I turned back to the elf girl and handed her the net. “Just lower it into the water and try and guide it in front of the fish before they come by.”

“That sounds easy enough,” Asta chirped as she took the net.

I could see the focus on her face as she lowered the device into the water and carefully moved it around the small stream. I was surprised she hadn’t done much fishing when she lived in the woods alone, but it seemed she’d survived mostly on foliage rather than meat. She wasn’t exactly a hunter, she was more of an herbalist, which was fine, but it also made me think she hadn’t been getting nearly enough protein when she was on her own.

Suddenly, Asta let out a little squeal as she lifted the net up. Inside were two very small fish, and she turned around to show me her catch with a huge smile on her face.

“Very good,” I chuckled. “These are a bit small to cook, though, and there will be a lot of bones. Try again, and this time wait for the larger fish.”

“Right.” Asta nodded and put the net back in the water to release the fish she caught. Then she spun the net around and moved it carefully through the water as she waited for larger fish to show up.

That was one thing I always liked about Asta, she wasn’t afraid to take any sort of criticism. She was an incredibly kind and sensitive soul, but she didn’t get upset when I told her something wasn’t quite right. She always understood my words were only intended to help her, and not to diminish her in any way.

Her fishing had been a good effort, especially for a first try, and I was sure she’d have no problem catching a couple of larger fish once they came along.

While Asta worked the net, I sat on the bank and let my feet soak in the water. The small fish swam by and occasionally nibbled at my toes, which was oddly relaxing. The sun was growing higher in the sky, but it was still early out, and it was still summertime, so the days were particularly long at the moment, which meant we’d have plenty of daylight to look around the area of Alfheim marked on the map.

I pursed my lips as I thought about what Asta had said the day before. She noted where we were headed was the wealthy part of Alfheim, and I thought about what a stark contrast that must be from the part we’d been in last.

The dealer we’d taken out the other day had been in the filthiest, most run-down area of a realm I’d ever seen. I’d gone to battle in several realms, too, and I’d never seen one in such poor shape as that section of Alfheim.

Then again, the man in charge didn’t exactly fit the area. Before we’d killed him, he’d had long, curly orange hair, a high-pitched, effeminate voice, and incredibly fancy clothes that looked out of place compared to the run-down barn he kept his dragons in.

My nose wrinkled when I thought about the arsehole, and I was glad he was dead. He’d been a powerful sorcerer, but not powerful enough to combat Blar and me. That sonofabitch couldn’t hurt anybody else from his position in Helheim, and I hoped the sorry sonofabitch had gotten dropped directly into Ove’s cage so the huge dragon could give him the welcoming he deserved.

“Rath, I got--” Asta lifted the net out of the water, but the fish inside was massive, and he flopped around with such ferocity he almost knocked the elf girl over.

Water splashed as I rushed over to Asta and grabbed hold of the net, and I got there just in time to catch the elf girl against my chest as she nearly fell into the water.

“Oh,” the white-haired elf girl breathed, and she looked up at me and smiled. “Thank you, Rath.”

“Anytime.” I grinned.

Asta bit her lip, and then she lifted up onto her tiptoes so she could plant her soft, full lips against mine.

I closed my eyes and grabbed onto her waist as she pressed her body against me. I could sense her desire, and it mirrored my own.

I slid my tongue out to trace along her bottom lip, but then the huge fish in the net jolted forward, and we were both knocked off balance.

Asta fell against me again with a laugh, and I quickly scooped up the elf girl and carried her to the shore.

“I did good, right?” she asked with a huge smile as I pulled the monstrous fish