The Breaker's Resolution: (YA Paranormal Romance) (Fixed Points Book 4) Read Free

apparently died out.
    “Yes, and you’re not. Isn’t that a relief?”
    “What the hell are you doing with him?” I turned to Royce. Hell must have been shining through my eyes, because the stupid cowboy flinched when I turned to him.
    “Calm down, Sweetheart. It’s all gonna be okay,” he said, holding his hands out in front of him. Even though he was obviously concerned about me, there was a lightness in his voice that didn’t belong here, not with Dahlia covered in what was almost certainly Echo’s blood.
    “Is it?!” I screamed. “Is it really Royce?” I jabbed a finger into his chest. “Because, last I checked, we were stranded in the middle of the desert, Echo was dead, and we had no idea how we got here!”
    Casper stiffened beside me, and I knew why. Saying it out loud, that Echo was very likely dead, wasn’t something anyone wanted to hear, especially Dahlia. And, although she didn’t respond when the words left my mouth, I instantly regretted saying them.
    “What the hell are you talking about?” Royce’s eyes narrowed. “Echo ain’t dead. He’s-“
    His eyes widened, and I knew he was hitting the wall, whatever it was that was keeping us from remembering where we were, how we got here, or how long we had been out of the Hourglass.
    “Disorienting, isn’t it?” Casper quipped, resting an elbow on Royce’s shoulder. “You know something, since this has happened to me before, that kinda makes me the expert on losing your memory. I’m sort of the most important person here now, almost like the key to everyth-“
    “Shut up,” Dahlia said.
    “Yes ma’am,” Casper answered.
    “Dead or not, we have to keep moving,” Dahlia said.
    “We don’t,” I said, shaking my head and remembering my place in all of this, how-whether I meant to or not- this was my fault. “You literally still have his finger in your hand, Dahlia. If you need to take a minute. Hell, if you need to take a month-”
    “Then we’ll die,” she stated flatly. “We don’t have a minute or a month. We’re outside of the Hourglass, but that doesn’t mean we’re safe. We’re far from it. We’re sitting ducks out here, without so much as our memories to shield us. We have to get to safety. I have to get you to safety. Because if I don’t do that, then all of the sacrifices made will have been in vain.” She bit her lip and looked past me. “And I will not have that.”
    “Also, we’re not stranded anymore,” Casper said, pointing to the jeep.
    “Who did you steal that from?” I asked, turning to Jiqui.
    “From you, actually.” He pulled a key from his pocket and threw it to me. Instinctively, I caught it in my left hand. “Consider it a present, for all my niece’s missed birthdays.”
    “I’m not taking your stolen garbage,” I sneered, throwing the keys back at him.
    “Well now Sweetheart, let’s not be too hasty. Seeing as how we’re on foot in what looks like the most desolate place in the world, maybe we shouldn’t be so quick to throw away good help. What is it they say about gift horses?” Royce made his way toward me.
    ‘That they lead to hell,” I muttered. “What’s the last thing you remember Royce?”
    He squinted. “You knocking a big ass hole into the wall of the Hourglass, then riding next to this goon,” he pointed to Jiqui.
    “Right. So that’s your first memory of him. You know what my first memory of him is?”
    “Oh, here we go,” Jiqui groaned from beside me.
    “If you value your teeth, I suggest you stop using them,” Dahlia answered. “I may have stopped Cresta from killing you, but that was for her own benefit, to stop her from making a mistake I’m sure she’d regret. Believe me when I say that I wouldn’t hold myself to such standards.” She nodded to me. “Go ahead.”
    “The first memory I have of this man, of this monster, is him spying on me while I slept. They put cameras in my house Royce, in my school. He made me believe I was losing my mind