Immortal Warfare: Sister Witches by Melinda Hyde

Author:Melinda Hyde [Hyde, Melinda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-05-10T05:00:00+00:00

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Standing outside the cabin, I smiled at the delicious feel of the crisp, cool breeze that shifted my skirts around my legs. The sun hadn’t fully made her debut, but the sky was alive with the first signs of her warming touch. I stepped out onto the thick carpet of grass, savoring the feel of the wet, dewy beads that coated my bare feet.

I looked around the clearing, searching for any sign of Orin. There was none to be found, and it troubled me even more that Mallory seemed to be missing, as well. A deep frown stretched its way across my lips, chasing away the contentment I had been feeling a moment before.

My eyes darted to the cloak of trees that stood at the edge of the clearing. I figured Orin and Mallory were somewhere nearby, hidden behind the blind of shrubs and trees. The thought of them alone together made me clench my teeth. When Orin returned, I decided we would be having a talk about the woman’s loose behavior. I wouldn’t allow such a wanton creature to remain sheltered under my roof, trailing my husband like an overly adoring pup.

From around the corner of the cabin, the horses began to snort and kick at their stalls. I cocked my head in their direction, wondering at the disturbance. From the sound of it, something had spooked them.

Since there was nothing left for me to do but wait, I cut the corner, making my way to the barn. It wasn’t a large building, nor was it beautiful. It was constructed simply, consisting of rough, bark-covered logs that were built up from the ground.

The barn door was already ajar when I came upon the entrance. That in itself was odd, but I didn’t allow it to worry me. Even a strong gust a wind would have likely been enough to cause the opening. For that matter, it could have been what had stirred the animals’ angst.

In the first stall, Orin’s large, bay stallion had his head poked into the isle. His eyes rolled around the dark passage, exposing the whites at their corners. He pawed relentlessly at the woodchips that coated the floor of his stall, bobbing his head up and down.

I strolled over to him, quietly stroking the creamy-whit strip that ran up his nose. He quieted, and except for the occasional snort, the other horses did the same. I was still eyeing him curiously, when the sound of whispered voices drifted down the abandoned passage.

I froze, my hand still lingering on the animal’s soft fur, and I slowly turned my eyes to the end of the lane. My heart began to beat furiously in my ribcage, as if it were alive and demanding to be set free. A flush came over me, and my head swam with dizzy disorientation.

My hand fell away from the stallion’s velvety snout, and on trembling legs, I started down the dark corridor. Something whispered in the back of my mind that I should turn back; I didn’t want to see what or who occupied the last stall.

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