Awakening: A Timeless Series Novel, Book Four Read Free Page B

closed it.
    I turned away and rolled to my side. What had I done? What had happened?
    “Callon,” I whispered. I’d witnessed Callon’s death—a horrid death, and Marcus, he’d been there. He’d spoken to me.
    I couldn’t hide the terror in my eyes; they’d all seen it. But it was a dream; it wasn’t real…or was it? Was this a vision of what was to come?
    “Cheyenne?” Dex gently tugged on my arm to roll me over. “Cheyenne, let me take a look at you.”
    I sat up and pushed him away, panting for air. Callon, I needed Callon right now. I needed to know he was still alive, that what I’d seen wasn’t real. I needed to tell him I’d fix everything. I’d make it right in his eyes again…he just had to give me time.
    “Callon, I need to see Callon.”
    “ He’s not here, Cheyenne,” Colt replied.
    I pulled my legs to my chest and began to rock.
    W here was he? Shouldn’t he have come back by now? I looked up and took in my surroundings. We weren’t in the forest anymore. We were in a small meadow and a large stone building lay ahead. The sun’s rays were peaking over the mountaintop that sat behind it.
    How long had I been out? How many days did I lose? And how many days had Callon been gone?
    I rose only to stumble. Colt quickly caught my arm, and I fought to push him away. He released me, but stayed nearby. I pushed past the group and made my way towards the abandoned building.
    My hand shook as I brushed blond wisps of hair back. I couldn’t handle the stares, the fear they expressed. I needed something concrete to focus on, and the new landscape was the only available option. Colt didn’t speak. He and Daniel walked beside me, scared I’d break, just as scared as I was.
    The old stonework was beginning to crumble; the many large windows facing us were covered in years of dirt and decay. A large stone stairway led to two enormous steel doors. Several smaller outbuildings stood nearby, and what looked like a corral and stables.
    I stepped towards the building, which appeared to be an old mine, and stopped at a small creek’s edge.
    Wherever here was, I was sure we were going to stay awhile, but why?
    Maes stepped in front of me, but I kept my gaze on the water.
    “ I need you to wait here. We need to clear the building first,” Maes said.
    I didn’t reply as Maes and Brogan moved past me. I’d stand here and wait like I’d been told. I didn’t need to give them any more reasons not to trust me, especially after that nightmare.
    My eyes misted. It had all amounted to nothing in the end. The fact was that even though I was Timeless, after all the secrets that had been kept from me, after all the time I’d spent in hiding, nothing had changed. I was still trapped in a destiny I couldn’t control, and the ones I loved most were going to suffer for it.

     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 2
     
    I watched Brogan and Maes cautiously climb the stairs to the old building. The creak of the metal doors caused me to cringe. Maes glanced back as Brogan entered the dark building. He hesitated for a moment, as if unsure he wanted me out of his sight, but then turned and entered.
    My mind wandered back to our first meeting, when he dragged me out of the rushing water and saved my life. He wasn’t who I thought he was. He was dark and mysterious, menacing and challenging. He was larger than life, like Colt, but in a medieval way with his black hair, broad chest, and his jade-rimmed eyes that continually searched. At times, I felt like they could see into my soul.
    He ’d called me mon espoir, his hope. He sought me out to help him break the curse over the Quaysaar clan, the curse that made him shift into a Tresez. Tresez were horrid creatures that resembled hideous mythical dogs, grotesquely large, and with fangs that could rip you apart in seconds. It was a curse cast over him by my grandfather because his father chose the wrong side.
    The curse was weakening , though. The stronger Tresezes