Phoenix Everlasting_A Paranormal Romance Series by Rebecca Royce

Author:Rebecca Royce [Royce, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rebecca Royce
Published: 2018-04-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Malcolm got out of his car when we pulled up to the office building. He was dressed in dark and expensive-looking clothes. There had never been a time when I caught him off guard with an unexpected meeting and he didn’t show looking really put-together. Today, it was dark slacks and a navy blue collared shirt. I admired the way he looked in his clothing almost as much as I did the way he appeared when he was out of it.

Block got out of Malcolm’s passenger seat and crossed over to us. I smiled at his approach. He was so quiet I sometimes wondered what he thought of the whole situation we were in. Or what Malcolm told him when they were alone. I steadied my breath. Malcolm was entitled to have confidants the same way I did.

“Hi guys.” I nodded to both of them, and Malcolm pulled me close in his embrace.

His breath caressed my skin. “Why do you look so pale?”

“Chase killed a shadow possessing a body. Freaked me out. Shouldn’t have but did.”

He let me go and rounded on Chase. “In public?”

Chase groaned. “Thanks for the tattle, Kendall. Malcolm doesn’t get to tell me what to do any more than you do. If I want to kill every possessed person I see, I’m going to do so regardless of what you all think. That’s what we were all sent here to do. Not to make plans; not to plot. The Others didn’t pick us because we were so good at reasoning things out. We were sent here to kill shadows because we are capable of doing so. Forget that at your own peril; I’m not going to.”

His grand words aside, we were always under Malcolm’s direction when it came to the shadows. I could kill a shadow as well as the rest of them. In training, I’d never dared to do so unless directed by Malcolm.

Memories were funny things. Sometimes they struck me like a fleeting whisper in my mind, and other times they halted me in my tracks.

In the time, in that strange place that wasn’t real and yet … was, the Others had dragged a shadow in front of us. We’d been about eighteen years old, if age could be calculated there. The twelve of us sat in a circle around a mat. They’d taught us how to fight in that room, which basically meant Michael had tossed us around until we learned how to defend ourselves.

Chelsea, one of our dead teammates, had had the hardest time with it. Although she’d become better at it over the years, she’d still tensed every time we’d set foot in the space. I could feel her anxiety like it was my own. Reading each other’s feelings had become second nature for us.

Malcolm wrapped his arms around me, and I pressed against his chest. With my left foot, I tapped Chelsea’s. “Hey, no one has been able to toss you for years. Relax. You’re going to give me a migraine.

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