The Angel of Death (The Soul Summoner Book 3) by Elicia Hyder

Author:Elicia Hyder [Hyder, Elicia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2016-07-31T06:00:00+00:00

15.

Nathan stayed in front of me as a shield as we turned and watched Azrael walk to the door. His heavy footfalls on the hardwood creating an eerie sound against the incessant chimes. Without looking through the peephole, he opened the door.

And through it fell the red-haired woman, tattered and bloody.

I gripped Nathan’s arm as I peered over his shoulder.

Azrael caught her as she collapsed over the threshold, and I relaxed when I realized she was unconscious.

“Where can I put her?” he asked, lifting her limp body into the air.

“On the couch,” I said.

She wore a pair of thin sweatpants and a men’s v-neck white t-shirt. That was it. It was freezing outside. Blood was crusted on most of her skin, except for the places it was still sticky on arms and feet. Azrael hesitated before laying her down on my white furniture.

“It’s only a couch,” I told him. “Put her down.”

Her body was emaciated, like something off the cover of a National Geographic story on third world poverty. Her skin was so thin it was translucent, showcasing thin blue veins and tendons everywhere clean enough to be visible. Her sunken eyes were open but fixed on the ceiling, staring into nothingness, or maybe not staring at all.

Nathan felt for a pulse. “She’s alive.” He stretched out one of her arms along the sofa. My name was still freshly carved into her flesh. I shuddered.

Her pale lips were cracked and raw. She looked like a corpse—and felt like one too.

I looked at Azrael. “This is Ysha’s daughter? What happened to her?”

He took a step back. “My guess is she was raised by Ysha.”

“I thought that wasn’t allowed or something,” Nathan said.

“It’s not.” I looked at Azrael. “This is why, isn’t it?”

He nodded. “That is correct. Imagine a lifetime of constant electroshock. It breaks the mind which all of us still have. This, or some version of this, is always the result.”

“Can I heal her?” I asked.

He looked at me with sadness in his eyes. “She’s like you. She already has your healing power.”

My shoulders sagged. Had different choices been made for me, I could have ended up on someone’s couch, clinging to life or standing half-naked in the middle of the road in the dead of winter.

Nathan stretched out her other arm. “Azrael, what does this mean? Kotailis.”

“The kotailis is the time the earth is most inclined toward the sun. Light is greater than darkness on that day,” he explained.

I frowned. “Are you speaking literally or figuratively?”

He pointed out the window. “Right now it is dark. In the morning, it will be light.”

I relaxed again.

“In America we call it the first day of summer,” Nathan said.

“What does that have to do with anything?” I asked.

Azrael simply turned his palms up in question.

“What do we do with her?” I asked.

Nathan pulled out his cell phone. “I’ll have a car come pick her up and take her to the station.”

I grabbed the phone out of his hand. “No! You can’t do that.”

His eyes widened.

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