Remembrance: (New Adult Paranormal Romance) (Heart Lines Series Book 1) by Heather Hildenbrand

Author:Heather Hildenbrand [Hildenbrand, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Heather Hildenbrand
Published: 2017-02-27T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

Alex

Mirabelle’s office was dark and I didn’t bother with the switch. I moved soundlessly, on edge for a reason I couldn’t name. Nothing seemed out of place and I didn’t have a single goose bump, at least not since Mason had walked out, but I had the sense of something breathing.

Squawk.

“Fuck!” I yelled and hit the light switch, willing my heart to continue beating as I stared at the large, brightly-colored bird inside the cage on Mirabelle’s desk.

Its head cocked left then right in jerky movements as it studied me with beady black eyes. Squawk. “Dinner.”

This had to be Rafiki.

Why a parrot had appeared in the owner’s office at Oracle Herbs & Crystals was beyond me. Mirabelle was the strangest woman ever.

I searched for something resembling bird food and spotted the bag on the floor beside the desk. I reached for it and the stack of papers underneath caught my eye. Sam’s name, handwritten in cursive, jumped out at me. I tossed the bag of food aside and scanned the documents.

It looked like a journal entry but as I read further, I realized it was a letter. Or maybe a spell. I’d never seen one before so who knew.

It was clearly about Sam. And it kept referencing the healer. Someone of the blood. Whoever that was. The words “venom” and “virus” caught my eye and then some more gibberish about balance that I didn’t understand. In the margin, someone had drawn a picture of a hand with a hair ball in the palm.

So I wasn’t the only one who knew about that. Interesting. I glanced around at the rest of the room, debating. Maybe there was more here that would help me understand if Mirabelle’s claims about Sam were true. Maybe I hadn’t been through enough in my investigation of the oracle herself.

Squawk

The parrot startled me and I snarled at it, shoving the papers into my pocket for later. I could always come back when the bird was gone and hunt around for anything else useful.

Grabbing the bag of feed, I tossed some of it into the cage and then hit the lights on my way out. I’d been here too long already and I definitely didn’t trust anything that sprouted fur and four legs around Sam. Werewolves in close proximity to that girl had a knack for losing their humanity. Me, I only had to worry about losing my heart.

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