An Exhilarating Flight -Snippet Sunday

I'm taking part in Weekend Writing Warrior’s  Snippet Sunday. I'm writing the Sons of Herne novella series (synopsis below the snippet).  I've made my way back to Book 4, Fire of Beltane. Last time we left off from this story, Cadence was disappointed to realize a random guy chatting her up on the subway was not the angel who had mysteriously entered her life, then vanished. After all, angels don't ride the subway.

Now, let's move ahead to the next scene, where Jorandil, who is equally preoccupied with thoughts of the woman he encountered on Beltane, has taken flight for information to confirm certain suspicions.
  

The mountain was high, but such was not an insurmountable task when one had wings. Jorandil soared up, his wings feeling the strain, but he enjoyed every minute. Rare were the days now in which he had an opportunity to use his wings for the purpose in which they were originally created, as opposed to infusing energy into a dangerously thinning barrier between worlds. Air whipped past, stinging his eyes, chilling his skin, a sensation so exhilarating that as he made his way to the pinnacle, he wondered why he did not make more time to enjoy it.
He banked off as he neared the top, circling once to locate a landing spot. When he touched down, he folded his wings and glanced around.
The Fates valued their privacy, and so their abode loomed high enough that he could look over the edge and see wisps of cloud below. Few knew where to find the Fates, and fewer still could successfully navigate the steep, craggy black rock, forged from the molten fires that had overtaken his world in the dark days of the god wars. Herne was one of the few to know the location, but Jorandil had not wished to ask his father for the information. It would call up far too many questions as to why he sought their counsel, and when his father was in pursuit of answers, he could be most insistent—and annoying, should he not care for the answers he got.

What do you think?  

About Fire of Beltane:

It is the time of Beltane, and Jorandil, son of Herne, secretly wishes his presence could be known, his touch felt, by the woman chosen as his sabbat partner. Then Cadence comes along, aware of her angel's visit, mesmerized by the beauty of his wings and the power of his touch. Even after the sealing of the veil between worlds divides them, neither can forget the other. And when their pursuit of answers reveals that dire trouble awaits Cadence, a trouble Jorandil was responsible for creating, he must defy his father and risk unleashing an even greater danger to save her.

About The Sons of Herne:

The god Herne has appointed eight of his most virile, headstrong sons as keepers of the pagan holidays. To honor their sabbat, each must join with a mortal female in a ritual to maintain the balance between worlds.

It is the year of The Thousand Seasons, and the Fates have secretly conspired to mark the end of an era by granting the gods one thing they lack--a true union of male and female that will last beyond the passion of a sabbat joining.
Herne’s sons will wrestle with the conflict between sacred duty and their own yearnings, a struggle will not only challenge their beliefs, but may threaten the success of rituals that must be observed lest the mortal and immortal worlds collide in chaos.

Read Book 1 of the series, Season of Light, now available on Amazon!

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