Soul of the Forsaken: Paranormal Women's Fiction (Supernatural Midlife Huntress) (Shrouded Nation Book 23) by Brenda Trim & Tia Didmon

Soul of the Forsaken: Paranormal Women's Fiction (Supernatural Midlife Huntress) (Shrouded Nation Book 23) by Brenda Trim & Tia Didmon

Author:Brenda Trim & Tia Didmon [Trim, Brenda & Didmon, Tia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bold Butterfly Publishing Inc.
Published: 2024-09-15T00:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 11

This was not the place I wanted to be right now. After we’d seen the images in the Sanguine Tracker, Eve, Faith, Damon and I had left Tegan at her house with Spencer. Part of me wanted to be a fly on the wall to see if they talked. The other had been happy to go home with Eve and get a good night’s sleep.

“You ready to close a rift?” I asked my BFF as we crossed pack lands and entered the section that had been cordoned off for the council chambers.

Eve smiled over at me. The joy on her face as she walked next to her mate, Hunter, made her shine like the sun. She deserved it and so much more. “Yep. I’m still working through the process, but I feel so much better. I don’t think I could have done it if we’d kept going last night.”

I scanned my friend closely and was relieved the sallow coloring was all but gone now. “I was right there with you. And thanks for letting me stay with you last night. I didn’t want to go home alone.”

Hunter snorted. “You mean you didn’t want to have to cook yourself breakfast. As Eve’s best friend, you’re always welcome.”

I smiled up at her mate. “Can you blame a girl? Your pack makes a mean French toast. I never would have thought to do crème brûlée over the top. That hit the spot.”

All that custardy goodness soured in my stomach as we entered the council chambers and saw Caton and Lucinda glowering at Damon, Faith, and Tegan. There was nothing like stepping into a bureaucratic nightmare. This might be a magical government, but it came complete with the requisite egos and power struggles. Lucinda’s and Caton’s faces were etched with the kind of smug satisfaction that only came from making other people’s lives difficult.

“You cannot send your lackeys into the council chambers whenever you want, Nishi,” Lucinda snapped. She looked so bad I wondered what she’d been up to. If I didn’t know better, I would wonder if she’d been traipsing all over the world fighting Milens, trying to stop gods, and traveling via portal. “They do not belong here. Everyone must send in a request for an audience with the council. They cannot come and go as they please.”

I rolled my eyes and then gave Greyson a smile. He was already fiddling with the portal controls. “When will you learn, Lucinda? We’re here to make sure the world doesn’t implode. And I told them to meet us here so we could go and seal a rift in the veil keeping the gods out of our realm.”

Caton stood beside her. He was silent but his presence was imposing. It was like staring at a particularly dour statue. His disapproving glare was almost a physical force. How did Eve stay married to that man for so long? I would never understand what someone as wonderful as her saw in him.

“I need to connect the portal to the Sanguine Tracker,” Greyson said, ignoring the tension as he worked.



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