Atomic Mage by Garrett Carter (short books for teens txt) 📕

Moving to more recent events Cade found the memories dealing with the slavers camp, something he already knew from Oren's memories but he was glad to have it verified.

It was a squalid place just a mud tracked clearing lined with cages surrounded by a few slapped together buildings.

More than a few of the cages containing all sorts of fantasy creatures some he could see were most likely sentient by the look in their eyes of fear, terror, and despair.

Gritting his teeth in anger he continued through the, so far morally bankrupt but not unfixable young man's memories.

Finding the one he was looking for he zeroed on the leader of this encampment a tall muscular female orc named Rista.

She was a piece of work, a true devil in the flesh.

From Kaz's memories, she reveled in the pain and suffering of the sentient beings she had captured.

Cade studied her through Kaz's memories she was attractive with a brutish charm about her, pretty enough face if you didn't mind scars, long black greasy hair that reached her mid-back, a cut muscular body with heavy breasts in a chest wrap, and a slim waist leading to well-defined legs that were covered slightly below mid-thigh with a leather skirt.

An attractive woman indeed, too bad she was as repulsive to Cade as the shit lining the dead slaver's pants outside.

He barked out a laugh as he caught a flash of her and Kas fucking, she was riding Kaz into the floor her heavy breasts swinging freely as she came all down the young man's dick.

Following this, he discovered she had popped the boy's cherry.

"Well good for you bud."

As he pulled the last of the information he wanted about their operation out of the boy's head he felt Kaz start fighting his grip on him.

Coming out of Kaz's mind he looked the boy in the eye.

"What do you think bud should I pay your 60, oh I'm sorry 54 man crew a visit."

Damsel in distress

After leaving his home with Kaz in tow a few hours later, Cade secured his home against unwanted visitors by sealing the door with a pulse of power.

Using Kaz as a pack mule he had the disgruntled slaver pack the remaining rations from him and his buddies trip to get their asses handed to them by Cade onto the barge.

He had flashbacks of his teenagers as he let Kaz vent his anger with grunts, groans, and aggrieved sighs as he pointed to where he wanted the equipment to go with a grin.

"Who's a good boy, you're a good boy." He said as Kaz finished with the last bit of gear.

He couldn't help the smile that grew on his face as he teased the young man.

Kaz almost launched himself at Cade before he was brought up short as Cade removed the slaver's freedom of movement once again.

"Bad Kaz bad boy, now sit and think about what you did." He said to the fuming slaver as Kaz's body, puppeted by Cade, followed his instructions against his will.

He chuckled to himself as he joined the young man in the boat, if looks could kill then he would be dead a dozen times over but in his case they could and the slaver would be smart to remember that.

As the unlikely duo floated upriver on the slaver's barge a day later, Cade contemplated how he was going to deal with the slaver camp when they reached it.

With a small part of his attention left in Kaz's head and another part pushing the barge against the swift current of the river and still another part scanning the river banks to each side for danger as they passed he was amazed he still had the mental fortitude to even attempt to make plans.

He he spared a glance at Kaz as he felt his younger companion's thoughts twisting and turning.

Kaz had been pretty subdued during the night, especially after Cade had chained him to the iron loops built into the craft for just that purpose.

The young man had one incident where thankfully Cade had heard his mumblings and clamped his mouth shut before Kaz had completed whatever spell that he had been planning to use.

The night went by much smoother after that, Kaz's lips being fused together preventing the little mage from trying to cast any more spells.

The thoughts of painful revenge that slipped out were quickly stopped followed by quick glances toward Cade.

Grinning at the outwardly subdued but inwardly rebelling teen, Cade was amused by the 18-year-olds thoughts.

The same rebellious spirit as most teens, if a bit more bloodthirsty.

A faint but potent feeling of impotent rage cut through his thoughts a few hours after dawn the next morning.

He initially thought they came from Kaz but the slaver's thoughts at that moment were leaning more towards skinning his captor alive after the lip sealing he got from Cade last night.

He felt like the angsty teen should have gotten over it by now, he had unsealed his lips earlier so the ungrateful brat could eat.

Rolling his eyes Cade reasoned there was no making some people happy, and refocused on the strong emotions he was feeling.

Glancing in the direction he felt the intense feelings coming from, Cade turned the boat towards the shore closet to their source.

Running aground he sent a quick series of instructions to Kaz through the thread of power in his head.

"Follow me, don't try anything stupid or you WILL die."

Leaving the slaver on