Betrayal's Shadow by KH LeMoyne

Author:KH LeMoyne
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: khlemoyne, paranormal, romance, supernatural, alpha males, urban fantasy
Publisher: Digital Crystal Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14

Mia had placed the pouch of vials in her freezer beneath the packet of peas. Mindlessly, she had walked to her bathroom and huddled on the shower stall floor beneath the beating stream of hot water until it lapsed to cold.

That had been four long weeks ago.

She had kept her promise and tried not to force a fold to Turen. The absence of his presence and lack of closure on his safety weighed like a ten-ton mantle on her shoulders.

Four weeks eased nothing. It didn’t dulled her memories or numbed her worry. Instead, each night her dreams filled with images of him, vivid snippets of conversations and touches, want and need always the desperate result. Each day she woke more tired than the previous.

The puzzle of how to block her fold to him proved useless. Her instigating method utilized simple processes: relaxation and concentration on his heartbeat. The more she’d envisioned him, the easier he had been to reach. Since she’d gained control to reach him, she hadn’t experienced a random fold.

No reverse of the scenario made sense. And unlike her folds to Turen, her trips back home posed no consistent pattern. She usually disappeared from Turen’s cell during sleep but the time had varied from the minute she fell asleep to hours or even after a full day and half the time they had made love. As much as she wished for it, sleep hadn’t folded her to him once after her altercation with Rasheer.

She had pushed efforts to block the fold aside and let routine take over. Training based on Turen’s guidelines provided a good distraction and expanded her skill, though more often than not it left her exhausted. She purchased two slender nine-inch KA-BAR combat knives, complete with leather sheaths and adjustable straps, and successfully added them to her repertoire without self-inflicting more than one or two nicks. The flame, she managed, finally able to repress the fire while she worked out. She could control the intensity to minute levels. It increased her confidence, but the achievement felt lackluster.

Her Archive access hadn’t disappeared, but it was small comfort. The readings gave her little new information except for random details of different marks from Guardians through the generations. The journal entries were tedious to sort through, with no particular catalog of the information or ability for quick recall, turning the screen from ally to combatant.

Frustrated, she swept the current screen to the side with a flick of her hand and scrolled down a second one. “Can’t you just tag the screen, ‘marks,’ user, Mia?” she snarled at the glitter in annoyance.

She gasped as a small inscription flowed to the screen’s edge. Scripted letters, per her command, detailed, “Tag marks, Mia.”

“Well, damn. I should have asked sooner,” she said and laughed. “How about, bring Turen home.” Nothing. Ah, well.

The process went on for several more screens. She’d tagged a variety of data for future reference, yet found no immediate answers in the ancient database. Frustration built again and she dismissed the screen, and then headed to her office to drown her blossoming bad mood with work.

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