Eternal Echoes, Emblem of Eternity Trilogy Book 2 Read Free Page A

shadows would go away simply because Caleb was gone too.
    In the process of trying to stop Caleb, I’d learned about some pretty cool powers of my own. I had no idea where they came from, and so far, neither did anyone else. But my ability to control Daevos members with my thoughts was handy…I just didn’t know if it would work on fiend-y shadow figures. Luckily, it didn’t seem like the shadow had been up for cupcakes and coffee either. I replayed the previous night in my head again. I’d only seen the shadow move once. Despite my attentive watching, after it ran from the tree to the side of the house, I didn’t see it again.
    Really, I should have told Alex and Emil about it as soon as I got home last night, but I wasn’t even sure what I’d seen. I knew telling them would cause an epic overreaction, so I’d decided to wait.
    As soon as I’d calmed down the night before, I’d gone straight to my bookshelf. I moved my Hunger Games boxed set, and pulled a lavender leather-bound book out from behind the trilogy; my personal weird-things-that-happen-to-Evie catalog. I dated the top of the page, noted my location, what I’d been doing at the time of the flashback, and wrote a detailed account of what I’d seen.
    When my flashbacks started seven months ago, I’d only had two: one the first time I touched Alex, another the first time I touched Emil. However, since my encounter with Caleb, the flashbacks to my previous life as Cassandra had started happening more often. I had no idea what caused them, or why they were more frequent now, though I had a feeling it was a result of the mind Sync Caleb had subjected me and Alex to.
    Also, since the mind Sync, my flashbacks had been…unpredictable. In the past, I’d just seen the flashbacks, like a silent bystander watching them play out. Now, the flashbacks were more like memories that I was reliving. I wasn’t just watching Cassandra, Emil, and Alex; I was there, I was her. It was like the past and present were merging in my mind. I’d also been able to feel some of the flashbacks—complete with Cassandra’s thoughts and emotions. Other times, the flashbacks were like a fuzzy memory; I was there, but got less detail and information. I had no idea what was causing the flashback inconsistencies.
    I’d elected not to tell Alex and Emil about the continuing flashbacks because I didn’t need to give those two another thing to get their boxers in a twist about. I wanted to figure out what stimulated the flashbacks on my own first, plus keep a record of them. So, when the flashbacks started happening after the mind Sync, I’d decided to keep track of them in a journal.
    I sighed as I walked across the salt covered sidewalks on campus. Sometimes I really wished instead of Evie the Tracker, I could just be Evie the college student. Maybe date some boys who didn’t have supernatural powers or a two hundred and fifty year vendetta against each other.
    I had to wonder if my previous lives—when I hadn’t known about the Amaranthine and Daevos, and Alex and Emil—had been better. Was ignorance really bliss, or was I better off now because I knew the truth—or, at least some of it. I lost track of time as I contemplated, and soon I arrived at my psych class.
    I walked into the room and sat next to Vicki, a girl I’d done a team project with last week. She had fiery red hair that made her hazel eyes pop and a contagious smile, though today she seemed a little…off. “Morning, Vicki,” I said, taking my notebook and pencil out of my bag.
    She stopped flipping through her notes to flash me a frazzled smile. “Hey! Are you ready for the test?”
    “As ready as I can be,” I answered.
    Doing a pretty good imitation of Hermione Granger, she breathed out a deep sigh. “I’m so nervous! You know this test is twenty percent of our grade?”
    I did know that, and didn’t welcome the reminder. “You’ll do great,” I assured her.
    “Of course she will,” a voice from