Название: Soul Possessed
Автор: Katlyn Duncan
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Детская проза
isbn: 9781472044556
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When Jackson’s hand touched my lower back guiding me to the exit, his fingers sparked a fluttering sensation in my soul.
Brushing the feeling away I nudged him. “So, you weren’t kidding about being able to handle it, huh?”
He smirked and opened the door to the stairwell, signaling me to go first.
Unease churned within me. I could barely hold my own against three Shadowed, what would happen if Jackson hadn’t been there? “I need to learn to fight like that.”
“That type of fighting comes from many years of practice. Felix won’t allow trainees to go on any case alone for a while. You’ll learn in time.”
“But he took me, Jackson.” The sensation of Rat Face’s touch still lingered on my arm.
He shook his head. “That’s my fault. I shouldn’t have allowed that.”
As I pushed through the door to the outside, the sweet scent of the After enveloped my soul. “No it’s not. Stop blaming yourself for everything that happens to me.” I looked over at him, his light blue eyes staring at the ground.
Jackson smiled sadly. “You’ll understand someday.”
“Understand what?”
His lips pressed together and his eyes searched mine. “Being a Guard is one thing. But being a Guard to a Prognatum is akin to watching a part of you live a life that you don’t have control of.”
“But I thought…”
“Yes we can influence a Prognatum to keep on the right path, whatever that may be.” His voice held a hint of disdain. “But ultimately they live their own life. A mere blip in what is to be a very special life. And in all my years in service to your line, I’ve loved each and every one of them equally as if they were my family. That is until you came along.”
My chest tightened. “What—”
“Wait.” He pressed a finger against my arm, stopping me mid-step. He cupped the back of my neck with both hands, gently tilting my head upwards. A small smile appeared on his lips. “From the moment your eyes opened I knew you were special. It was as if the Caeleste had broken off a piece of my soul and molded it with yours. And it still feels that way. I’m always going to blame myself for anything that happens to you because I don’t want to lose you ever again. I’m not sure I’d be able to survive if…”
He couldn’t bring himself to finish the sentence, but I knew what he meant. He wanted me to feel the same way he did. As much as my soul responded to him, probably a residual from our shared memories, I didn’t want to change the dynamic of our training. I wanted to get my after-life back to where it was supposed to be, with a position on the Guard. I found it amazing that any soul could feel anything other than hate for me after knowing what I did. But Jackson wanted to be with me, even after seeing the hate I possessed. Perhaps I’d be able to understand better if my memories weren’t locked away, but the mental picture of my dead family surfaced to the front of my mind. That hate hadn’t come out of nothing and I just wasn’t ready to lose myself to that hidden part of me no matter how Jackson made me feel otherwise.
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