Transformation (From the Embers Book 2) by Jaliza A. Burwell

Author:Jaliza A. Burwell [Burwell, Jaliza A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-09T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

I remember seeing movement up in a tree. It grabbed my attention and my curiosity got the best of me. I climbed, forcing my small body to hold my weight as I went up. I remember reaching the top and then hands reaching out of the darkness. They shoved me, and I fell for a very long time.

—Nyssa’s Journal

A nightmare, or maybe another memory, woke me only a few hours later. My body groaned when I moved to sit up, the soreness and stiffness making itself known.

I grabbed the journal I kept in the nightstand drawer and flipped it open, ignoring the older passages.

This was my dream journal, or maybe it was a memory journal. My earlier life was nothing but bits and pieces and those bits and pieces only came into existence when I slept. Mostly. Sometimes they punched me when I was doing something similar and it ended up jogging one of the hazy memories.

Not wanting to lose the images in my head, I quickly wrote them down. A woman held me, swaying side to side as she hummed. My body burned and I couldn’t stop crying. She would hum and then reassure me that it was natural, this was proof that I was growing into a big strong girl. That the heat meant I was who I was meant to be.

When I finished writing, I stared at the passage for a couple of minutes.

I had a strong feeling that woman was my mother and when my chest ached, it only reaffirmed my thoughts. Did I burn because I was a growing phoenix? Was that part of the aging process? To have my body burn from the inside, feeling like it was going to consume me?

Too scared to dwell on those memories and risking the chance of driving myself insane, I went into the kitchen, made hot chocolate, and grabbed my phone. There were a few missed calls and messages from Cecil.

Grumbling, I called her, hoping it was still too early and she was asleep.

She answered on the second ring. “Nyssa, get here as soon as you can, we may have gotten a few answers.”

“Answers to what?” I asked. “Because if you figured out a way to keep the imps from making random sinkholes around the city to fall into, I want in on it.”

“Nyssa,” Cecil snapped in irritation.

“I’m serious. Those bastards have it out for me. Once or twice is coincidental, but I swear, it’s every single time.”

“Nyssa!”

I pulled the phone away from my ear and pressed my lips together. “Get your ass over here.” She hung up before I could respond.

When Cecil snapped like that, I listened, so I didn’t drag my feet as I went to see what had put her on edge.

All of them, the shifters, witches, mages, and vampires were already there when I pulled up. My senses picked up their familiar signatures. They weren’t in the house, but behind it.

Cecil always had a knack for sensing me and showing up to greet me whenever I arrived.

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