Sky Warriors: Poleuthan's Thief (Sky Warriors Saga Book 1) by Nicole Pendragon

mischievously before he jogged away blowing a kiss at Ange that left her frozen startled again. “You’re going the wrong way by the way,” he joked as he disappeared into the darkness.
    Ange stiffed, instantly alert. How does he know where were going?
    Daren glared after him and snorted as he muttered something under his breath.
    Ange clutched her daggers and confronted her friend. “How does he know where we’re going?” she seethed accusingly.
    Daren gritted his teeth as he took a step back. “He doesn’t,” he defended outraged. “He’s just joking.” His emerald eyes were steely and cold as he stared down at her, stubborn.
    Ange stared at her friend feeling her heart sink painfully in her chest and for the first time in her life she felt she couldn’t trust him. Her gut was tense with a sense of foreboding and Daren was intentionally leaving her in the dark, and she didn’t like it.
    She spat and walked around him and jogged ahead leading the way, convinced he was trying to deceive her. His voice broke after her, desperate.
    “Ange! No, wait!”
    She ignored him and ran faster, they were almost late for the raid and she wasn’t about to look like an idiot on her first heist.

 
    Chapter 4: Thievery Gone Awry
     
    “Where have you two been?” Garrett snarled crossly.
    Vera was already leading the other guild members away from the fence and down the dirt roads covered sparsely with snow that lead to the mines they would be raiding tonight. Night had completely eclipsed the world, and only two of the moons hung in the sky over them. The first one, the smallest of the five moons and always glowed orange was half full while the largest of the five was full and brilliant white.
    Ange lowered her head apologetically, feeling her pride burn with shame. “We got lost,” she lied, though she knew something was up with Daren, she would never betray her best friend.
    “You got lost?” Garrett repeated outraged. “You’re not children anymore!”
    “We know,” Ange replied sullenly.
    “It was my fault,” Daren cut in with an apologetic voice.
    Garrett snorted unconvinced and said no more as he walked faster and left them behind as he caught up to Vera.
    Since they had arrived, Daren had nothing but a miserable expression plastered across his face and it seemed to Ange he was not making the least bit of effort to hide it as he stared at the ground. She glanced back at him, feeling concerned and angry at the same time, her feelings were beyond turbulent and she couldn’t decide on a feeling to stick to.
    She sighed and turned her gaze back ahead, glaring into the darkness and realized there was no point in asking him what was wrong, he wouldn’t tell her.
    A cold breeze suddenly gusted up to them, her cloak fluttering out behind her and she was suddenly chilled.
    That’s a bad sign. She thought glumly. A storm is coming.
    She pulled her cloak closer, sheltering her body from the wind. She looked up but saw no clouds, the only ones in sight crowned the snowy mountains but perhaps there were more behind its large and threatening form.
    They made it to Dragon’s Hoard without meeting one guard or passerby on the road, lucky. A little too lucky that the mine seemed practically vacant as they all hid behind some large rocks beyond the metal fence and surveyed the area.
    Two guards, with large illuminators that funneled a beam of light swept periodically over the grounds, were on duty upon two large platforms within the gated mine site, overseeing the mine and the warehouse.
    Vera pointed at two of the Crimson Crows and pointed at the two guards and made a simple sign that meant ‘knock them out’.
    The two assassins nodded, dressed in their Crimson Crow’s clan uniforms, their faces hooded and masked, only their eyes were visible. The woman darted first into the shadows, a man followed her quickly into the darkness, absolutely silent.
    Ange watched them feeling awed by their stealth and she wondered if she