A Torn Veil (Reincarnation of the Morrigan Book 7) by Renée Jaggér & Michael Anderle

Author:Renée Jaggér & Michael Anderle [Jaggér, Renée]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2022-01-29T16:00:00+00:00

The small pub sat at the top of a lush green hill and looked to have many patrons at this hour. Beyond the hill, the golden light of the early evening sun cascaded over the cliffsides, rolling hills, and stone roads below. Even though I was crunched for time, taking the day to drive up into this part of Scotland had me feeling like it was good to get some time to myself for once.

Enjoying the view had awakened warm, good memories of going with my father into the countryside when I was young to hunt and days spent in sunny fields near Gran’s cottage with my brother when we were children.

I entered the pub to find it teeming with evening activity. Raucous laughter filled the air. The clang of glasses on the wooden counter, followed by clapping hands, hollering voices, and singing, reached my ears. I couldn’t help but smile.

Well, Una, I thought, you’ve certainly made a place for yourself here.

I pushed through the crowd, drawing eyes as I went. Even after a year of having the Way of Kings within me, the power drew eyes toward me wherever I went. I ignored them as I stepped up to the bar and spied a young red-haired woman who looked frazzled. “I’m sorry to bother you, but is Una here?”

The girl blinked up at me. “Who?”

I frowned. Did Una go by a different name here? I opened my mouth to ask the girl where the owner of the pub was, but my question was never uttered.

“Ang? Ang! It’s Ang!” I turned to find the person I was looking for emerging from a back room, her white-blonde hair up in a messy bun. Her ice-blue eyes sparkled, and she had the biggest smile I had ever seen on her face. She was still taller than me and lithe and quick, but her cunning disposition and sneering expression were gone.

Before I could respond, she flung her arms around me. “What on earth are you doing here?” Una pulled back and examined me. “Well,” she stated ruefully as she blew a strand of hair out of her face, “looks like you’ve been through hell and back. What’s going on?”

How could she tell? Perhaps my exhaustion showed in the bags under my eyes. “I came to see you,” I said simply. “Can we go somewhere to talk?”

Una nodded and signaled to the woman behind the bar. “I’ll be out back, Etta! Call if you need me!” She had to shout over the din in the pub.

I followed Una to the back room, then out of the back door. Behind the pub was a small garden with stone benches and a narrow path that wound down the slope to the valley below. I stopped just outside the pub’s back door. The view was peaceful and breathtaking. The sun crested the horizon, bleeding pink rays across the faded blue sky.

“Sit, dear, and tell me what brings you to my corner of Scotland,” Una insisted. I hadn’t seen her get it, but she had a cup of coffee for me in her hand.

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