Healer's Need by Rhenna Morgan

Author:Rhenna Morgan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-08-16T19:36:23+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

The clock was missing. Why that was the first thing she noticed in Dr. Nilson’s office was truly weird. Even more bizarre than what she was doing here. She hadn’t visited the Lafayette psychologist who’d helped her after high school in well over a year. Maybe more.

The maroon carpet beneath the fluffy tan couches looked newer than when she’d been here before, but the doc’s desk was just as scattered with folders and books she often loaned out to clients as it always was. Outside the small window above the doctor’s desk, the world was pitch dark. Not even a hint of moonlight to show the other professional buildings that made up the complex where her office was housed.

Odd. Elise couldn’t remember ever visiting Dr. Nilson at night. And where was the doc anyway?

Priest’s voice startled her out of her wonderings. “Who’s Dr. Nilson?” Sprawled casually in the couch perpendicular to her own, he didn’t seem the least bit fazed at being in a strange doctor’s office with her.

But he hadn’t been there a few seconds ago. “Why are you here?”

“To help you.”

“At my shrink?”

His mouth quirked in a wry smile that did little to ease the fatigue lining the outer edges of his eyes. “I don’t think they like to be called shrinks.”

No. They didn’t. At least Dr. Nilson didn’t. Especially since every time Elise had used it in the past had been as a negative reflection of her need for counseling. “How do you even know Dr. Nilson? Did she call you or something?”

“In a manner of speaking. But I don’t think this is going to be a regular session.”

Great. More weirdness to pack onto all the other weirdness. “Why not?”

Soft footfalls sounded on the stairs outside the door.

Priest picked up on the sound as well, his gaze shifting to the door briefly before he met her eyes once more. “Because the soul quest I sensed tonight was yours, Elise. You’re not in reality. You’re in the Otherworld.”

The light.

The need for sleep.

Tate.

Elise shot to her feet, her heart jolting hard enough it could have propelled her into motion if panic hadn’t already handled the job on its own. “Where’s Tate? You’re supposed to be taking care of him.”

The door opened behind her, filling the room with an energy that stole her breath. The sweet, soft voice that had talked her through countless experiences and feelings drifted in along with it. “Your mate is fine. Perfectly healed, holding your physical form close, and beside himself he can’t be here for you.”

The same voice, yes, but definitely not Dr. Nilson. There was too much power beneath the message. A larger than life compulsion to obey even though no command had been spoken.

Elise turned, both terrified and intrigued as to who or what she’d find behind her.

Dressed in simple black slacks, a fitted white blouse with a cowl neck and sensible black shoes, the resemblance to her doctor was perfect. Right down to her chestnut hair styled in a chin-length bob and her impish smile.

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