Making Midlife Mistakes: A Paranormal Women's Fiction Novel (Forty Is Fabulous Book 3) by Heloise Hull

Author:Heloise Hull [Hull, Heloise]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Henwin Press LTD
Published: 2021-05-30T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

My dreams were hurried, frenetic. I darted from one landscape to another as if searching desperately for something. Answers, no doubt. I could hear myself moaning in my sleep, tossing and turning against the cool pillow stained with my tears, yet I couldn’t seem to wake.

The landscapes shifted from fallow fields to modern cities. I saw a frozen tundra and a vast desert with an oasis of date palm trees and snaggle-toothed crocodiles lurking in the depths. Always, there was a wisp of danger. Of something stalking me.

I landed upon a city locked in its medieval origins, pitch black in the streets except for a few burning candles in the taverns. Instantly, the frenetic energy pulsing around me paused. Just for a moment in time.

Winter blanketed this city. It was much farther north than Aradia, and I stood on a bridge coated in thin hoarfrost. The river before me was a frozen expanse except for a dark thread that ran sluggishly through its center, and behind it in the distance, the woods loomed mysterious and silent.

But when I shivered, it wasn’t the cold that got to me. Thoth moved easily, disappearing and reappearing as he approached. From the curve of his shoulders, even swathed in shadows and smoke, I recognized him.

“Aren’t you supposed to have a bird head and a bird brain?” I asked. “I’ve seen the pictures now.” Only my shaking hands betrayed my fear, and I slipped those inside of my pockets.

“Ah, found a sense of humor in this life, have you?”

My eyes narrowed, but Thoth continued before I could give a retort. “You’ve come a long way from a wolf in a cave.”

It was odd how it felt so easy slipping into conversation with him. My soul recognized it, and we jumped in as if we had never stopped arguing. My voice was full of venom.

“I know it was you.”

“Surely, you never seriously thought it was Khonsu.”

“Why?” I demanded, ignoring the barb.

“You still don’t know?” His voice mocked me. “You will soon.”

The god disappeared again. This time, when he reappeared, I felt his warm body at my back. I gritted my teeth, but I didn’t flinch. I refused to give him the satisfaction.

His voice was low and seductive. It swirled the hair on the back of my neck and stirred memories buried beneath centuries of lives. “Aren’t you tired of this game, yet?” he asked, his voice full of cunning.

“My life is not a game.”

“This life is pathetic.”

That finally galled me into turning around. I slapped him across the face. “You don’t get to decide what I find worthwhile,” I told him as he laughed, the sound echoing sharply against the stone and ice. There weren’t any imprints or even red marks to show where I had touched him.

“It never did take much to rile you, my little wolf.”

“My hate flows deep, I guess.”

“Love and hate are such mirrors, don’t you think?”

“In some cases, but not all. Not this one. This one is pure hate, I assure you, Thoth.

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