Seal One: Chosen Angel Series (Chosen Angels Series Book 1) by Sara Shanning

Author:Sara Shanning [Shanning, Sara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-26T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

It was possible that Alric was wasting his time studying blood. In the larger scheme of things, the differences that he and Eve held in their blood would bear no effect on anything.

Makar had been silent all morning, somber as he ran his tests. They’d been researching, documenting, and hypothesizing for days. He and Makar worked well together. Makar never made him feel like a prisoner. Alric hesitated to call him a friend, but cared that something seemed off. He just wasn’t sure whether to ask.In reality, Makar was in charge and Alric was nothing more than a test subject. Still, as he saw Makar prop an elbow on the counter and lean his head on his hand again, he wanted to extend a question of concern.

Blowing out a breath, he turned back to the blog he’d been diligently reading through every day. The mother had been writing for years, so there was a lot of content to progress through.

A himself never wrote. The pictures that were featured never included his face, but seeing his bones was fascinating to Alric. It felt very much like a bigger picture was unfolding around him.

He had come to the conclusion that he’d been too stubborn to see that God had been talking to him all along. Alric had turned a blind eye to the blatant experiences that had set him apart from others for years.

Abnormal bones, yes. But the visions and seeing demons and angels had further separated him from the normal realm of what humans saw when they looked at the world.

Looking back, he could see a pattern in the strength of the visions, as well as an increase in sight of supernatural beings.

It made sense to him now, that perhaps God had allowed his fall into The Peep Hall to make him pay attention. If that had been His intent, it had worked.

Alric was still unsure of the purpose of it all, but the fact that he had one had taken a firm hold in his heart.

Stripping away theory, he felt marked. The basics of biology showed the Hand of God. Apparently he had needed a scientific conclusion to believe that God had chosen him, given him a destiny created before he had even been born.

The back of Alric’s chair snapped upright when his eyes caught on a sentence further down on the page he was reading.

Rare blood type.

He frowned at Makar over his shoulder. Makar’s head was flopped over the back of his chair and he was tapping, again, an inconsistent drum beat on the counter for no reason at all.

Annoyed at the sound, Alric started at the beginning of the paragraph and began to read, trying to stay focused over the thud of fingers on the countertop.

‘My son has been identified to have one of the rarest blood types in the world. Apparently fewer than fifty individuals have been known to have what is referred to as ‘golden blood.’

Alric refrained from shouting at Makar when the squeak of a chair twisting back and forth joined the tapping.

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