Birthright by Nichole Giles

Author:Nichole Giles [Giles, Nichole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: adventure, gifts, seers, romance
Publisher: Jelly Bean Press
Published: 2014-09-15T00:00:00+00:00

The water picks up our cooler, rolling it over until it smashes against the rock wall at the property’s edge. Our chairs clatter onto the patio, only to be picked up again and whipped around by the wind. One chair dances in a funnel, whirling until it tangles in a palm-tree’s fronds, while the other hurls straight for the glass doors.

“It’s going to shatter,” Rose says.

“No, it isn’t.” Christine grips the table until her knuckles turn white.

“Señora, I am not so sure.” Victor’s eyes lock on the flying chair. “I have never seen things like this.” The chair curves, spiraling out of control until it rams the glass so hard the entire house shakes. The doors hold, but there is now a golf-ball sized crack midway up. A weakness.

“Get used to uncertainty,” Gabe tells Victor, finally returning from securing the rest of the house. “With Abby around, anything is possible.”

He takes position behind me, so I crane my neck to see his face. “Thanks a lot.”

The skin around his eyes and in his neck pulls taught with strain as he stares through the glass. “Just stating the facts.”

The wind doubles back and picks up Christine’s barbeque grill, the bent chair, and also the third chair, while filling the air with landscape rocks and sand. We can no longer see what’s happening.

“Holy margaritas. We’re going to die!” Rose squeezes closer to Alejandro, visibly shaking. He slides an arm around her shoulders. I tear my eyes away, feeling an inappropriate twinge of envy.

Victor inches closer, his hand grazing my shoulder as if he expects me to cling and flirt as easily as Rose. Maybe it’s a culture thing. But while Rose is free to let Alejandro be hands-on friendly, I’m not. Even if Kye and me are on hold, or over, or whatever—my heart is nowhere near ready for a fling.

I stand and inch closer to Gabe. He’s holding something in one hand—it looks like a circle of jade. Another rock crashes into the glass, startling me, and he rests his free hand on the small of my back, drawing me closer. He’s so focused on our surroundings, I’m sure he’s done this out of instinct more than anything else, but the possessive intimacy in the gesture forms a knot of confusion in my throat.

More debris hits the glass, crash after crash, leaving dings and chips in a hundred different places, further weakening the thick panes. And then the barbecue grill slams into the original crack and thin lines spider-web, growing larger and longer with each hit and ding.

“I repeat,” Rose says, her voice nearing hysteria, “that door is not going to hold.”

“You’re right.” Abruptly, Christine stands, taking charge. “It’s not. We need a backup plan.”

Rose snaps. “I propose we pack up what we need and get the hell out of Dodge.”

Gabe opens his mouth like he’s going to argue, then snaps it shut. “Agreed.”

“What about Christine’s house?” Panic rises in my chest. “What about our stuff?”

“Rose is right.” Christine says, grabbing a folder of papers from a drawer near the phone.

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