Beautiful Monster by Heidi R. Kling

Author:Heidi R. Kling
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vook

LILY

With Orchid safely ensconced in the shower, Logan on my right and Jude on my left, I drove the boat across the sea in a blanket of darkness. I had cut the lights to evade the two Coast Guard boats that were chasing us but could see well enough with the full moon. Logan was worried that the Coast Guard might crash into us, but I knew they wouldn’t catch up to us. I knew we could shake them.

I found myself in this incredibly invigorated mental and magical space, as, kicking the boat into high gear, we flew over the inky waves. The farther we sped from Melas Cove, the warmer the air became. The sweeter it smelled. Now my chills weren’t from cold but from the sensation of freedom.

“I didn’t think yachts could go this fast,” Logan observed.

“Magic yachts can,” Jude mumbled.

Before he could reply, two jet skies appeared on either side of us, so fast they had to be magically enhanced. The riders wore thick, black wetsuits, complete with the waterproof hoods that Melas County humans used to night surf. One guy, about 20 feet from our boat, aimed something at us. “Look out!” Logan said, pulling me down as a fiery bolt flew over our heads.

“That isn’t the Coast Guard,” I said. “Those are Carriag’s cronies.”

“Crap,” Jude said, ducking down.

Logan slid off his chair and crawled toward the side of the boat. After the hooded racer shot again, he stood up and belted him with two bolts of lightening. The guy flew off his jet ski, twisting into the air and landing in the sea.

“Nice shot,” Jude said, impressed.

“Logan! There’s another one!” The other rider’s eyes were red. “Jude, steer.” Jude slunk into my spot, pulling his hoodie tight over his face, hands gripping the wheel. Standing up, I faltered and leaned on his shoulder for support. After I recovered my balance, I summoned magic from deep within my core, felt the golden liquid flow through my veins and then, after aiming carefully at the hotshot rider, shot bolts from both of my fingers. The first one missed. The second one didn’t. Smack! In a fiery spin, he fell off his magical jet ski into the sea.

“Another one, other side!” I heard Logan yell. Together, we dashed to the other side of the boat. I couldn’t make out the rider’s face. His bolt zipped through the air, narrowly missing my head—ssss—and hitting the chrome of the exterior kitchen cabin wall behind me, igniting it. “Fire!” I yelled. I tried to put it out with my hands, but it didn’t work. Only heat flowed from my veins. Irritated and trying to disguise my shameful secret, I wiped my hands on my pants. “I guess I used too much on the rider’s bolt,” I told Logan. He looked at me funny but lifted his hands to put the fire out. Cool air flowed from his palms. Logan was good. I watched him appreciatively. He turned to me, “Is that it?”

At first, I misunderstood.

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