Two Worlds of Redemption by Angelina J. Steffort

Author:Angelina J. Steffort [Steffort, Angelina J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MK
Published: 2019-12-18T06:00:00+00:00

Vienna wasn’t the same as in his memory, he discovered, when his eyes were blinded by the headlights of a vehicle—not the Krai salt fueled ones that gently roamed Allinan, but the stinking, metal ones that he had always wondered how people could find visually pleasing. As he tried to see, the smell of exhaust and winter hit his sensitive Yutu nose. He couldn’t remember if he had ever been in this exact spot in this dimension—Pen’s cabin but in the world where Maray grew up…

While he stood, musing, absorbed by the details of his perception, a honk hit his ears from behind the headlights, calling his attention to the danger ahead. With surprising precision, he jumped off the concrete, into the shelter of a doorway close by, ignoring the uncomfortable sensation in his paws. While he was used to Viennese streets under the soles of his shoes on his human feet, to the skin of his paws, the street felt like an array of icy, dull blades. He suppressed a wince as he landed in the entrance of one of the ornately facaded houses, and while he pressed himself against the carved wood behind him, he noticed the orange patterns of streetlights and the sound of more beeps behind the car which had almost run him over.

For a moment, he stood there, petrified and sidetracked by the wind that was ruffling his fur as it blew around the corners with a singing howl, but when the sound of footsteps drew closer from behind the door, his flight-instinct set in, and he couldn’t control it. Jemin first leaped to the side, the starless night around him blurring at the speed of his movements, and then he ran. He didn’t look to either side but continued as if Gan Krai himself was after him. He ignored honks and shouts and hoped that whoever noticed him as he passed by, fast as lightning, wouldn’t see more than a dog. He ran, panic beating him forward, and he sprinted by the walls to the palace gardens, the walls he knew existed in both worlds.

As Jemin ran, he had an idea that his chosen path would take him north of the palace where, in this world, a metro station was droning beside a small stream. He leapt over the garden wall and crossed the frozen grounds, grateful that in this dimension, there was no one guarding the area during the night, and rushed out a gate near Neelis’ safe house. But his legs didn’t carry him there, to the museum that served as a protected area for the shifter pack—his pack, unreal as it may feel at the moment to think that he was part of it. His paws hammered into the cobblestones as he made a sharp right turn, taking him away from the safe house to, instead, cross the stream and gallop up the hill to the one place he could think of where he wanted to be.

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