Kat's Law by Samantha St. Claire

Author:Samantha St. Claire
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Samantha St. Claire
Published: 2020-04-08T00:00:00+00:00

Nightmares and Premonitions

Immersed in a freezing fog of snow that stung his ears and fingers, Jonathan strained to make out the indistinct trail ahead. The world was a colorless white, a silent blanket muffling the sound of his horse's hooves. The absence of sound accentuated the horse's labored breathing as she struggled through knee-deep drifts. His own ragged breath struggled to keep pace with his pounding heart. He was racing time itself, a cruel enemy that nipped at his horse's heels like a wolf in winter. Each step seemed to take an agonizing lifetime, a precious lifetime, her precious lifetime. Pulling at his horse's hooves, time conspired against them.

Cold grabbed at his fingers, sending needles of pain up into his arm. Although every extremity was numb, stung by the frigid winds, sweat ran in rivulets down his chest.

The world changed again, no longer white, but red. Crimson like the sun setting behind a prairie fire, scorching the sky and land. Heat, not cold, spread flames across his chest and down his arms. His flesh seemed to melt with its intensity, the fabric of his shirt sticking to his skin. He cast his eyes down to his arm, where sweat stained his shirt crimson, like blood. As if his heart were demanding its freedom from the constraints of his chest, his pulse beat wildly in his ears, loud and insistent.

Blond mane flew up into his face, acting like a fan, relieving the burning of his skin. But Jessie is a bay. Yes, a bay with black mane and tail. The blond mane brushed silky soft against his face, smelling faintly of lavender. How odd.

The girl's head lolled to the side and fell heavily against his shoulder. He glanced down at the white bodice of her dress, stained red. His hand, holding her tight to his body, keeping her from falling, was crimson as well. Red streaks slid down his horse's leg and drops stained the snow.

In the next moment the body of the girl had slipped from his arms crumpling to the ground, enfolded by a quilt of snow. She looked as though asleep, her hair arrayed about her head like a golden halo, her skin pale as winter's moon. She was a star that had fallen, confused for a delicate flake of snow cast down to the earth.

And then he was kneeling in the snow at her side, lifting her head ever so gently so as not to disturb her slumber. Cradling her head in the crook of his arm, he brushed the fine strands of pale hair from her ashen cheek, feather soft, her icy skin biting his fingertips. With his hand lightly resting on the cords of her neck, he could feel her pulse accelerate for one moment before it ceased. Three slow beats tapped against his finger until at last the bird within broke free of its fleshly prison.

Once more the colors merged and transformed. Silky soft against his arm, her hair appeared no longer as pale strands of blond, but brown.

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