The Life After Trilogy: Soul Taken / Soul Possessed / Soul Betrayed. Katlyn Duncan

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СКАЧАТЬ thump sounded behind me. I turned to see a leather-bound book lying on the floor. Father pushed past me and picked it up from the floor. His nostrils flared as he inhaled quickly, his eyes trained on the space next to me. I looked over at the windows, confused.

      “What is that?” I asked.

       Father slipped the book back onto the shelf and licked his lips, his mouth quirking up into a smile. “Shall we go tell your mother and sister?”

       I giggled. “Can we?”

      Father chuckled, wrapping his arm around my shoulders, pulling me against his side as we started toward the door.

      “What are you doing?” Cooper’s voice shattered the memory.

      The book fell from my fingertips, landing hard on the floor. Cooper stood in the doorway, his face no longer pale, his arms crossed against his chest, scowling.

      “I got in!” I said, spreading Ally’s arms out next to me.

      “How?”

      I reached down to pick up the book. “It was a little uncomfortable but maybe because Ally’s body hasn’t transformed yet she’s not entirely protected against the wards? I did find a bunch of—” My words disintegrated off Ally’s tongue as I glanced down at the book.

      The upward facing page displayed stray lines across it. Upon a closer inspection, the lines looked like tree branches artfully etched into the paper. I traced Ally’s fingers over the lines and their color brightened with my touch.

      One of the branches morphed before my eyes, revealing a black and white photo of a girl. Her dark hair was pulled up into a tight bun at the top of her head and her hands rested delicately in her lap. I leaned in to get a better look. Her eyes looked far away and her mouth was closed and tight-lipped.

      A name formed under the photo.

      Thomas.

      Margaret Thomas. Maggie Thomas. I shoved the book away from me, yet a substantial part of me wanted to grab it and never let go.

      “Why is my name in here?” I pointed to the book, struggling to calm Ally’s racing heart.

      I looked up at Cooper, his fury disappeared into pity. I didn’t know which was worse.

      “Come out of there,” he said. “I think you should talk to Felix.”

      I gathered the logs and the leather-bound book before painfully passing through the ward barrier once again. Shutting the door I tucked the key safely into my pocket.

      “Feeling better?” I asked as we walked to Ally’s room.

      “It takes a lot out of a Guard to influence like that,” he said.

      We stepped into Ally’s room. Cooper shut the door behind us. Calliope was standing in the center, her arms crossed against her chest.

      “Are you here to accuse me of anything else?” I said, placing the other books down on Ally’s bed. I still held the leather-bound one against my chest.

      Calliope’s mouth twitched. “No. I’m taking you to Felix.”

      “Where—” Cooper started.

      “Just us,” she said. “His instructions.”

      I drove into town; neither of us spoke unless it was Calliope giving me sharp instructions. I pulled into an empty lot behind a church.

      “We’re here,” she said, transporting herself out of the car.

      Calliope walked with me across the deserted parking lot next to the church and I struggled to keep up with her long stride. She pointed to a door at the back and I pulled the heavy door open, ushering Calliope in first. The door led to the back of the nave. Our footfalls echoed in the cavernous room. The sun shone through the stained glass, casting colorful mosaics across the floor and walls.

      I looked around the empty church. “Where is he?”

      “I’m here,” Calliope said in a deep voice.

      “What do you mean?” I whirled around, staring into her now golden eyes.

      She stepped closer to me.

      I swallowed hard and looked into my boss’ eyes but definitely not his body. “What is going on?”

      Calliope’s head tilted to the side, a movement I’d seen Felix do a million times. I backed up quickly and slammed against a pew.

      “Relax,” she—he said. “A calm mind reflects level thoughts.” She—he walked toward the bank of candles at the front of the church.

      Yup, definitely Felix. When I got over the creepy factor, I walked over to Calliope. She lifted a match and a small flame appeared on the tip.

      “I take it you found out about your past,” Calliope/Felix said, his voice softer.

      “I wanted to find—”

      “Ally,” he interrupted. “I know, but deep down you did this for yourself.” He moved the flame to the wick of a candle.

      “I thought it was her,” I said. “I’ve been able to access her memories, well, some of them. I assumed there was something in the office to help find her.”

      “Did you think there was a reason she, or any other soul, wasn’t allowed in there?” His golden gaze flicked over to mine.

      “Yes, but—”

      “Yes, but.” Calliope’s head tilted.

      Ally’s body flamed. I had a million questions for Felix but I prioritized to the most recent. “I found a book in David’s office. It looked old and worn. The pages filled in as I read it and there was a picture of me in there. I’d like to know why.”

      “That is the Book of Records for Ally’s family,” he said. “Only those who are blood related can read it.”

      A lightness fluttered around in Ally’s chest. “I’m related to Ally?”

      “Yes,” he said.

      Then that meant I was… no, not possible.

      Remember what you keep telling Cooper. Nothing surrounding this situation is impossible.

      “I’m a Prognatum?”

      Calliope nodded slightly. “You were. You never underwent the transformation.”

      “Why not?”

      “You died before your eighteenth birthday,” he said.

      “How?” I asked.

      “You were influenced by a Shadowed when you were a human,” he started. “Most Prognatum are approached by at least one before they are changed. СКАЧАТЬ