A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

"Who the heck are you guys, anyway?"

The folks from Ivory Town eyed Calliope and Silas with open suspicion, arms crossed and brows furrowed. Nobody here was looking to make friends.

"They're not tourists, are they?"

"Tourists don't get a say around here, that's for sure!"

"Yeah, Neil, look at that kid from your town. He's barely hanging on. You're just gonna stand there and do nothing? If he kicks the bucket, that's not our problem!"

"If you want him back, then prove it. Show us you mean business!"

Everyone was talking at once, voices loud and sharp, all of it aimed at the Oxcreek Town folks gathered on the other side.

"I'm not a tourist," Calliope replied icily, her gaze cutting through the crowd. "I'm from Oxcreek, same as you all are from here." She glared at the Ivory Town group. "Let me be clear: there's no way we're agreeing to your terms. And if you're not handing him over, well, we'll just take him back ourselves."

"Take him from us?" someone scoffed, rolling their eyes. "You think you can? Oxcreek Town has never been able to stand up to us, and you know it.”

their younger men looking ready for a tussle. It wasn't a fair

Ivory Town's leader. "Isaiah,

you're taking this way too far! Maybe we can discuss

knife. Oxcreek's people were already halfway to giving in, realizing they'd lose if things got ugly.

eyebrows knit into a scowl, and strode forward, Silas following right behind her. As they

him over," Calliope said, her voice low and cold. "And I won't hold a grudge.

rippled

Word of advice: stay

does concern me," Calliope

waste any more

biggest guys, built like a linebacker, stepped up to block her path. But before he could even get his hands up, Silas grabbed his arm, twisted,

pain, dropping

"What the hell?!"

What are