Dark Souls (Soul Hunters Book 1) by E.J. King

Author:E.J. King
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2014-08-30T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOUR

For sixteen years, I helped my family hunt Souls. When we found them, we killed them. It was that simple. We never came across a Soul that was good. Never met one that was worth saving. I had never let one get away, never walked away when I had the chance to kill one.

Until Rafe.

How could I have been so close to him and not known what he was? I had the gift. My family had joked about it, but it was true. I had always been able to spot a Soul well before anyone else. It was a sixth sense that I couldn’t explain. But Rafe had slipped past my impenetrable defenses.

All of these thoughts bounced around in my brain when I climbed into bed. Fortunately, training and the party had exhausted me. I was able to drift to sleep earlier than usual and stay asleep a little longer before the nightmares came. This time they were different.

Instead of my family, I saw Rafe. His gold eyes flashed at me in the dark as he chased me through winding tunnels. Then we were in my old house and he was standing over the dead bodies of my family, covered in blood.

The next morning, I didn’t even bother with the coffee. I sat by the window, staring blankly outside until Ethan appeared. He approached the house hesitantly, pausing at the bottom of the porch. As if he sensed me watching, his eyes darted to the window.

We stared at each other for several seconds while I debated whether to go to the door. When he didn’t look away, I realized that he wasn’t planning to leave until I gave him a chance to talk. Reluctantly, I went to the door.

“I have no desire to talk to you,” I said before he could speak.

“I figured as much.” He put his hand on the doorframe and leaned toward me. “But I’m not going anywhere until you give me a chance to explain.”

I glared. “I could call the police on you.”

“You could. But you won’t.” He pushed away. “You want to hear the explanation.”

Ethan was right. As much as I didn’t want to talk to him, I wanted to know the truth even more.

“I suppose you want me to invite you in?”

He pointed to the wicker chairs on the porch. “We can do this out here.”

I stepped out on the porch and pulled the door shut behind me. It was only then that I noticed Rafe, sitting in one of the chairs with his feet propped on the porch railing.

“How long have you been there?” I gasped. For the last hour, I had been staring out the window. His position was just outside of the line of sight.

“I followed you home last night,” Rafe said. He sat up, letting his feet drop with a loud thud. “These chairs are pretty comfortable.”

“I can’t believe you’ve been out here all night.” I was both touched and horrified. “That really doesn’t make me feel better about this whole situation.

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