Mated Seers: A Fated Mates, Enemies to Lovers, Psychic Warfare and Apocalyptic Romance (Bridge and Sword Book 2) by JC Andrijeski

Author:JC Andrijeski [Andrijeski, JC]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: White Sun Press
Published: 2022-05-20T18:30:00+00:00

Cass sat at a table in a rooftop café, smoking a hand-rolled hiri.

She listened to rain hitting the corrugated tin roof.

It rained a lot in Seertown.

It rained more here than it did in Seattle. More than Portland, even, where two of her cousins lived. Mist would float into the valley between rains as well, making the buildings and even the colorful prayer flags invisible.

She’d been sitting there for what felt like hours, with only the old human who owned the place coming up periodically to replace her cup of chai. He let her play the record player, which had a motley stack of vinyl left behind from tourists and oddball pilgrims.

Right then, she had on The Stooges.

It had been Maygar’s favorite record.

She glanced down at her upper arm, blowing lightly on the sun and sword tattoo that stood out on her skin. The colors seemed to brighten every day, growing sharper as the red of her skin faded. The flames around the sun’s orb also got more detailed.

Chan was still unhappy about it, although she’d stopped grumbling overtly.

She’d been getting more possessive lately, Cass noticed.

Then again, a lot of the seers seemed on edge.

It didn’t help, what had happened to Grent.

Grent got back to Seertown a few days after Revik left to go find Allie. He’d been practically dragged there bodily by the other Adhipan seers following a burial ceremony for his mate, Laska, in Sikkim. Cass almost wondered if they’d deliberately waited until Revik left before they brought him back.

None of the mated seers wanted to talk about Grent.

Everyone knew he was letting himself die in the basement of the Seven’s compound. Vash and others in the Adhipan went to see him daily, but he wouldn’t eat.

Jon went to visit him, when Dorje asked.

He told Cass it reminded him of watching a friend of theirs in San Francisco, Justin, trying to quit hard drugs. Grent had been panting, his face etched with pain. He’d sweated off half his body weight, and couldn’t lie down, or sleep, or even relieve himself normally. He sat in a meditation pose for most of the visit, looking anything but serene.

Cass thought about visiting him too, but she didn’t really know Grent. She couldn’t quite bring herself to go down there, knowing at least half of it was curiosity.

She didn’t want to think about maybe having to see Allie like that one day.

Or Revik, for that matter.

Grent’s condition couldn’t help but leave a pall over the whole group. Everyone knew he was down there, dying. She’d heard Yerin talking about burial rites, so Cass knew no one expected him to live through this.

Given all that, getting a tattoo seemed pretty minor.

“Does it hurt?” a voice asked.

Cass jumped, turning towards the stairwell.

A middle-aged seer stood there, just past the doorway. He had chestnut brown hair and the lightest, most piercing gray eyes she’d ever seen.

Cass recognized him, vaguely.

He was one of the new ones, who came from the mountains.

In fact, she was pretty sure he was their leader.

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