Revelation (Blood of Angels Book 1) by Paula Arwen Owen

Author:Paula Arwen Owen [Owen, Paula Arwen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Moonlight Press
Published: 2020-12-02T06:00:00+00:00

Wolves by the Water

Des sat on the 5 train staring out the window at the bleak tunnel walls. She had skipped French class and wandered aimlessly to the subway, that shining metal steed that could transport her somewhere far away. She half expected to see the creatures Cyrus had shown her that first day appear again in the darkness. Maybe then she could accept the fact that she was going crazy.

Instead, the bright orange tiles of Bowling Green station slid into view as the conductor announced the last stop in Manhattan, and she had to get off the train. A lone musician sat against an orange pillar, his long dreadlocks bouncing in beat to the bucket drum that rested between his legs. The sound filled the station, echoing off the tile. She could feel the vibration against her skin. She stopped to listen for a moment as people passed by on their way to the stairs, a few of them dropping bills or coins into the small box by his side.

She followed the others outside and towards the open expanse of water in the distance. Battery Park wasn’t too crowded at this time of day and she found an empty bench facing the bay. The ferry and a few boats cruised along, sending slight waves toward the shore. She let the rhythmic movement relax her.

Pigeons and sparrows hopped in front of her, vying for morsels of food, the cool wind ruffling their feathers. A lone scraggly little pigeon trailed behind the others, picking up scraps they had missed. Any time he got too close, the others would menace him with their beaks.

“You and me pigeon,” she muttered. “We know how it feels.” A small dog came running at the birds, barking wildly and scattering them in a flurry of grey and white wings.

“Now that wasn’t nice,” she admonished the dog quietly, who perked up his ears and looked at her with a startled expression. He whined and ran off with his tail between his legs. “Crazy dog.”

She sat back. Her fingers idly traced the grooves in her bone necklace as she thought of Uncle Jack’s story. She pulled her notebook out of her bag and studied the charred handprint, wondering if she could duplicate the effect.

Placing a finger against the surface, she concentrated on burning a hole, but nothing happened. She stared at it until her eyes blurred, then threw the book down in frustration, scaring off the pigeons that had returned. She slumped against the bench, feeling tired from it all, and remembered she had never eaten her lunch. She closed her eyes for a moment against the glare of the sun rippling across the water.

When Des opened her eyes, she was standing in a forest of towering pines with snow blanketing the floor, reaching halfway up her boots. Moonlight filtered through the branches and illuminated the sparkling white expanse. She shivered in the cold, wondering why she had travelled so far out into the woods by herself. There

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