Reprise: Soul Guardians Series by Eva LeNoir

Author:Eva LeNoir [LeNoir, Eva]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-04T04:00:00+00:00

11

My big girl panties firmly in place, I let my hair drop down over my right breast and took the first steps toward my destiny. The doorknob felt cold and unrelenting under my touch, but I turned it nonetheless, walking out of my gray confines and heading to the room where my conversations with Ernest took place on a regular basis. Slowly, I made my way down the morose hallway, focused on my destination, when I heard the faint sounds of bliss. A repetitive onslaught of G-minors. The fingers on my right hand itched to drum it out against my thigh. Without thought, I gave in to the temptation, let the comfort of finally hearing music guide my tempo.

In my mind, each press of my thumb, index, and pinky respectively landed on B flat, D, and G. The notes danced on my thigh, counting out the triplets that guided the singer's sultry voice. That's when it finally dawned on me.

‘Feeling Good’ by Nina Simone drifted through my mind, spreading a large smile across my lips as my entire being realized I could hear music again. My left hand joined in with a slower, more seductive rhythm of octaves playing along my other leg. I could practically taste the melody, smell the ivory keys of my piano. My body abuzz with a high so familiar I almost missed the sounds of an argument.

The voices yelled in hushed tones. My feet stopped before I turned the corner, hiding myself from view as I unabashedly eavesdropped a conversation that, clearly, wasn't meant for my ears.

"You’re a bastard, you know that?" I recognized the baritone of my Hunter. The anger was palpable enough that I could feel it running down my own spine.

"You're one to talk, kid." Who was that? I tried to remember why the voice sounded so familiar when it finally hit me.

Samael.

I knew something was off with him. I gave zero fucks to the fact that I was listening to a conversation that I shouldn't have been privy to.

"Stop calling me that. It's condescending, and considering your job, well...I'd shut my fucking mouth if I were you." Hunter was pissed off, and I was dying to know why. No pun intended.

"Look, you needed me to do it. I'm not usually a giving guy but what can I say? You've grown on me." Samael's tone didn't sound angry in the least. He was as calm as he had been the one time I had met him.

"You had no right. She wasn't ready, it wasn't her time. Fuck, Sam, what if I can't fix this?" Hunter no longer sounded livid but had unexpected sorrow lining each of his words. Was he talking about me?

"Fate, Hunter, is just another word for my job. Thank me, and we'll carry on." A fraction of a second later, I heard the distinct sound of a fist hitting unyielding matter.

"I can't fucking carry on, Sam. What. If. I. Can't. Fix. This? What the fuck do I do then,

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