Soul Cycle by Erik Hyrkas

Author:Erik Hyrkas [Hyrkas, Erik]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-05-28T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Jax was stunned. He stared at the unconscious woman a few yards away. He knew her. She was his wife.

How was Brit here? He wanted to run to her, but he knew that the donut on his head would knock him out—something he had discovered for himself when trying to make a break for the forest. If he made it to the woods, he would have found a way to survive, he was certain. But he was knocked out cold. At least he knew more about the invisible walls that held him, he reasoned, or maybe rationalized. The cave he had found while mining was something he’d save until he knew more about what the donut could and could not do.

When Brit fell to the ground unconscious, there was nothing he could do for her. He was fairly sure she wasn’t dead, but he didn’t envy the headache she’d have when she woke up. Escaping to the forest was no longer a direct option. He would need to find his way to Brit first, and that only reinforced his half-baked plan of exploring the cave. That section of the mine was still too busy with passing slaves and he didn’t dare start chiseling away a new passage.

He stepped forward to the limit he could advance without also being zapped unconscious. He stood there for long moments as other slaves also watched. He desperately wanted to help her, but there was nothing he could do.

He watched in horror as a black and gold clad guard approached her and dragged her unconscious form back toward her mine.

If Jax ran and jumped, could he span enough of the distance to be unconscious near her? He’d eventually wake up. He studied that distance and knew that, even on his best day, he wouldn’t be able to cross more than a third of the remaining gap between them.

“Get back to work,” a guard next to him said.

Startled, Jax turned and saw that the other slaves were already hurrying back into the mine. He looked back to Brit, and then at the guard. He clenched his fists and began to tremble involuntarily as adrenalin coursed through him. The enkeli was much taller than him, and probably outweighed him by a hundred pounds, but every ounce of Jax wanted to turn this guy into a broken bag of flesh.

“Do you have something to say?” the guard said, a dare lurking below the surface of his serene expression.

Jax swept past the guard to the stack of bins. This was not over. He grabbed a bin and stalked into the mine.

He might try to dig his way to her, he thought. It could take years, and trying to dig an intersecting mineshaft might be impossible, he realized. And if he was off by even a few feet, high, low, or even to the left or right, he could spend fruitless years and not find the other mine. Even if his tunnel did intersect, what if he intersected at

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