Demon Warden: A Paranormal Urban Fantasy (The Cursed and the Fallen 1) by Selene Kallan

Author:Selene Kallan [Kallan, Selene]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2020-10-31T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 17

DINAH

No.

I steel my mind and imagine it like a maze; the walls made of green numbers. Every secret, every dark thing that makes me squirm and want to scream is locked away behind a wall of numbers that requires a password. Why the hell didn’t I think of this before? I wonder as Isir’s brow furrows, and she pushes harder to get me to stand up and dance.

There’s still fear, there’s still the wariness of knowing someone can barge in and see all my broken pieces and play with them. But I reckon there’ll always be.

So instead of denying it to myself, I embrace it; fear can be a powerful incentive or a weakness, and I focus on the former.

Isir’s azure gaze is locked with mine, I can feel slight dampness in my brow but I won’t budge. I will not bow down.

A new crazy idea sparks and I blast a song loud as I can in my mind. Isir blinks and draws back in her chair. I try to keep random thoughts out and focus on the loud rock music, the walls of green numbers, the alphanumeric passwords I’ve devised after a sleepless night, and random clips of different movies.

“What the fuck?” Isir murmurs, pushing harder, and I push right back.

My head is a mess, and I was wrong to try to vacate my mind when trying to keep my fears private. Space means an entrance, I realize now.

With a wince, Isir shakes her head, and her telepathy recedes completely. She blinks and rubs her forehead. My frontal lobe aches too.

“Okay, that was like entering a lucid nightmare,” Isir says, a grin curving her plump lips. “Brilliant, absolutely fucking brilliant.”

I sigh. “Let’s hope I can keep it up when confronted with Kazzian or any other.”

Isir leans back in her chair. “Indeed, we shan’t stop training, but that was a great leap.”

“It was about time,” I say.

Isir shrugs. “All in due time. I will push you harder next time, but for now, I need a headache potion and some sleep.”

She yawns and I follow, we’ve been having a mental battle for hours. It’s almost midnight, the club is a buzz of activity, I can see the dance floor and some tables from my sitting position.

“You should invite your friends over on Friday night,” Isir says, examining my reaction. “The wards have been strengthened.”

I sigh. Earlier that afternoon, I had a video call with Spence. We skirted around the subject of supernatural presence. But I know he knows something happened. It’s just not the sort of conversation that I’d like the CIA to hear.

“I’ll be meeting Spence for coffee tomorrow, I’m not doing the hiding thing.”

Isir smiles as she rummages in her desk drawers. “Good for you.”

I bite my lip, taking the anti-headache potion Isir offers me. “I’m not sure Nox will be too happy about me not lying to Spence.”

Isir downs the potion, bats a hand away. “Meh, he simply wants to make sure you’re safe, and that includes not having your friends killed in the crossfire.

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