Phantom Reality: A Twisted Dark Fantasy Paranormal Romance (The Phantom Series Book 1) by Laura C. Reden

Author:Laura C. Reden [Reden, Laura C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Laura C. Reden
Published: 2022-08-08T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 13

I waited till evening before I slipped out of the cabin—unnoticed. It was an easy feat with all the commotion over Trinity still in full swing. The battle of moral obligation that took place in that cabin had no end in sight, and I couldn’t take it any longer. I needed a break, but that made me feel guilty. Especially knowing that Trinity didn’t have time to rest. So why should I? At least, I assumed she didn’t. But I stuffed that speculation deep down, and I turned outward as I took the night off from worry and despair. Like a weighted vest, I slipped it off, knowing I’d need to come back to carry the load again. But not tonight. Tonight was a break that I’d take for myself. And hopefully, by the end, I’d come away feeling renewed. Strong. Clear-minded. Sane.

I didn’t know how to find Walker St. James, and I kicked myself for never getting his cellphone number. I wore his flannel tied around my waist and hoped my desire would be enough to summon him. I needed him now, and prayed that he felt it too. Call it fate or call it the stars—whatever you want—but I felt deep down that there was something about him and I that was tied together. A tether. Maybe it was the fact that he’d saved my life, and maybe I owed him mine in return . . . but I didn’t think that it stopped there. When he saved my life, it felt like the beginning.

I walked out to the end of the dock as the twilight sky continued to darken. The evening was heavy with saturation. It was going to be a particularly misty night. One of those nights where the fog banks rolled in, thick and opaque. They were my favorite nights and made for the most beautiful of mornings. The loons would be calling out to one another through the poor visibility, and the whole lake would be haunted by their calls.

I paced the docks with nervous energy until my feet were tired and the vigor had finally subsided. When it did, I sat at the end of the dock, crisscrossed so that my legs wouldn’t dangle over the dark water. I let my eyes wander in search of the guy who saved my life—and could possibly save me now—and they fell upon my neighbors in their backyard. I couldn’t tell from where I was, but it looked as if they were gardening. I thought it was far too dark to garden, but who was I to say? I’d killed every plant I ever looked at. A “black thumb,” my gran would say. I leaned back, my palms pressed against the wooden planks as I waited for my destiny to arrive.

Find the boy, I thought. Find the boy . . . find the girl. Help the girl . . . It all seemed so easy.

The first loon called out from the cool mist. Like a wolf, howling to the moon.

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