Marked (Servants of Fate Book 1) by Sarah Fine

Author:Sarah Fine [Fine, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Publisher: 47North
Published: 2015-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Cacy’s head jerked up as her phone buzzed. Her fingers fumbled to silence the thing as quickly as possible. Silencing her pounding heart was another matter entirely. For a moment, she kept perfectly still, until she was assured she hadn’t been detected. Then she looked down at her phone. A text from Aislin.

Come to Psychopomps. We need to talk.

Cacy grimaced. She wanted to talk to Aislin about as much as she wanted to drink canal water, but maybe her sister had some information about the Ker who’d Marked their father. Or the missing footage of the attack. Maybe the mystery had been solved.

She tucked her phone back into her pocket and allowed her eyes to return to the man sleeping next to her. The text had been the wake-up call she needed.

This was the last place she should be.

Her plan had been to check in on Eli only to make sure he was still breathing, still alive.

For the second time in less than a day, she’d broken the rules and used her Scope for something other than her formal duties as a Ferry. She’d sneaked through the Veil and into his room. Where he’d been sleeping. Naked.

Too much temptation. She’d climbed through the Scope and entered the warmth of the real world. She’d been sitting next to him all morning, watching the rise and fall of his chest, the pulsebeat in his neck. But it hadn’t been enough, so she’d held his hand and felt its warmth, touched his face and heard him sigh, kissed his cheek and watched his lips curve into a heartbreaking smile. She’d wanted to run her hands over him so badly she’d balled them into fists.

Cacy stood up and pulled the sheet from the foot of the bed. She spread it over him, regretfully covering his gorgeous—if somewhat bruised—body. His breaths were even, and his eyes moved beneath his lids as he dreamed. His temperature had remained steady, judging by the lush warmth of his skin and the healthy color in his cheeks. No fever. No chills. “You’ll be fine,” she whispered, mostly to reassure herself.

She stared at his face, that peaceful expression, knowing he wouldn’t look like that the next time he saw her. He’d probably scowl. He’d probably turn away. He had every right to. It seemed like she hurt him every time they were together, without meaning to.

I’d better leave before I do it again.

On impulse, she leaned over and kissed his forehead, letting her lips linger against his skin, an intimacy she did not deserve. She straightened and pulled her Scope from around her neck. It was a familiar burden in her palm as she opened a portal into the Veil, and then another that took her back to her apartment. From there, she took a company car to Psychopomps.

The grim expression on the face of Walter, the weekend receptionist, instantly told her something was wrong. “Good afternoon, Ms. Ferry,” he said. “Your sister is expecting you.”

Cacy nodded at him as she reached the elevators and hit the button for Aislin’s floor.

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