Finite: A Dark Paranormal Romance (The Sephlem Trials Book 4) by Felisha Antonette

Author:Felisha Antonette [Antonette, Felisha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Feliant Publishing
Published: 2020-12-23T06:00:00+00:00

The Only Exception

Nathan

Tracey traveled on foot, over fifty miles from her home, to find me in that warehouse. We walk all the way back and my mind’s muddled with clashing memories and losses. We stand before a two-story house big enough for us and a second family. Vaguely, I recognize it, but not enough to know when I enter I’ll feel at home as Tracey insists I’ll experience. She does a lot of this, insisting. While I agreed that Lunis and his goons will probably know to return to my one-bedroom apartment, I originally was against coming back here with her. But after more insisting and Tracey’s persistence, I opted to come to her spot. I may be uncomfortable, but at least she’s stopped begging me.

Tracey pushes the front door open, and I step in behind her. It’s quiet. A mixture of baked pie and fabric softener makes it smell homey. It partially welcomes me, while on the other hand I’m entering the home of a stranger. I battle with the double feelings but allow it to settle uncomfortably as I follow Tracey up the stairs, and to a master bedroom.

“How do you feel?” she asks.

My gaze sweeps over the king-sized bed, the large window behind it, and then her. “Like I don’t belong here.”

She rubs her hands together, shyly looking upon me as if I’m going to disappear right before her eyes. “Are you at least comfortable?”

I shrug. “I’m fine.” Her expression falls mournful, and a sorrow steals her beautiful brown eyes. “Come here, Tracey. You look like you could use a hug.” She enters my open arms and rests her head on my chest. I rub along her back. “Tonight was pretty crazy, huh? I had to murder that jerk, Michael. After seeing what he did to you, he rubbed me the wrong way. I’m not one hundred percent certain, but there’s a faint memory involving him in my past that doesn’t sit well with me. He deserved it.”

She sighs hard. “He caused a lot of issues. You’re right. He did deserve it.” She bites back the squeak that would’ve been present in her voice. Leaning away from me, her gaze fixes on my chest. She stares at me pensively, eyebrows drawing tightly together and a frown drooping her cheeks.

“What?” I ask.

“You still don’t have a heartbeat?”

I focus on me and push my hand across my chest. Slowly, I shrug and say, “I’ve not had one as long as I can remember. I was hexed and—”

She raises her hand, and I quiet. “What do you remember?”

Turning down the corners of my mouth, I say, “I don’t know, Tracey. We’ve been friends for half a year. I have a family. I think, maybe, that you think we’re mated. But, I’m doubtful because I’d have your heart filling my chest if we were, and I don’t.”

Tracey turns a shade redder than an apple and leaves for the bathroom. I follow after her, but retract when the bedroom door opens. My sister, Taylor, rushes in.

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