Love and War Part 2 by Kim Faulks & Eden Connor

Author:Kim Faulks & Eden Connor [Faulks, Kim & Connor, Eden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Seven Tides of Nyx
Published: 2015-01-02T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

She waited for days, but there was no sign the elder she killed had returned. No sign of the backlash she'd expected from within her own ranks. Everything continued as normal. The world still turned. The naïve continued to disappear and she became increasingly worried.

Who was giving these new orders to the Corrupt? Whoever it was, they were her enemy. She needed to be careful and find out anything she could. This battle was her battle. This army hers to command. How could she be the Chosen, if she was no longer in charge? How could she lead the Corrupt into victory and bring life to the Ancient? These doubts plagued her. And who the hell was this woman they'd been sent to find?

She needed answers and it seemed the only entity that could give them to her was dead, by her own damn hands. Had the body been found yet? Was it time to attack the dark witch, Sarah, and infiltrate the Crux Coven? She wanted to attack, send them scattering to the winds… But with what army? The Corrupt now marched for a different leader, so it seemed. Could any of them still be trusted? A sudden sound sent mottled pigeons racing through the missing floor and roof toward the sky, tearing her from her musings.

Hidden in the shadows, she waited. Only the Corrupt could sense her, now that she was tainted. To the naïve, the building was derelict. To her, this forgotten place was home. A low scrape sent the remaining birds fluttering through the missing floorboards. The building was hidden in the eastern suburbs of the city, far away from the prying eyes of the elders, but it didn't keep out snot-nosed human kids.

Silence followed. Silence, where there was usually a scuffle and a call from pubescent boys cashing in on a dare. She rose from her chair and stepped out of the shadows. There. A step, and then another. The doorway loomed closer as she skirted splintered boards. From the balcony she looked down into the streaming sunlight. The brilliance was dazzling, like the breath of god. A god she didn't believe in. Down there, it was always dangerous and dusty.

The sound of her boots was louder than she wanted. She winced, rolling her heels as she went, still, it did no good. The bottom floor fell silent. Seconds passed. Her boots clacked as she rushed. The broken stained glass window caused rays of red and green to splash across the blanket of fine dust on the floor. The church was once magnificent, a place of worship. Now it hid a demon.

Footprints marred the thick dust in a line from the doorway and into the center of the room. The outline of the large boot was as obvious as the colorful display. She crossed the room and knelt beside the footprint. The tapered toe of the boot was long and wide, the tread thick. The mark wasn't made by a woman's boot. It had to be a man's.

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