Page 70 of Wings of Destiny


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I let the image of the Demons play in my mind. I attempted to picture Erebus and what he did to me, and there was a mental barrier. Nothing but a memory fog.

Huh. That didn’t seem to be a problem when I had that flashback yesterday.

Imagine that.

How convenient.

And there goes my whole ‘control the controllable’ spiel.

Those last words that had rang in my ears before I’d gone unconscious pranced at the edge of my memory, Erebus’s bone-chilling voice echoed but nothing more. I grew frustrated and moved onto the nightmare from the night before. Processing the mountains of bodies.

What did it mean?

A chill ran down my spine. I missed something. I repeated the dream over and over, picking at every minute detail.

My phone rang, my eyes popped open. I wrangled around in my hoodie to slip my hand in and unzip my jogger pocket. By the time I pulled it out it’d stopped ringing, so I checked the call log and saw it was from an unknown number.

My phone beeped, a text floated onto the screen.

Running alone this early in the day, Madam?

Would you be open to some company?

I swiveled my head in search of whoever could’ve been out there watching me. Panic welled in my stomach. I shoved it down and stood up, speed-walking back the way I’d come. I scanned the park for any signs of movement. My phone rang again, and I picked it up, hissing.

“Alright, creep. Who the hell are you and why the fuck are you following me?”

“Miss Snow, is that anyway to say good morning?” Josh.

Son of a fucking bitch.

“Considering I don’t have your number and you’re apparently stalking me, I’d say I can speak to you how I very well please,Josh.” Venom laced my words, making my point clear.

Fuck dude. I know I clumsily felt you up last night but it was an accident.

That’d be obvious even to me.

“My apologies, Miss Snow. I should’ve prefaced my message with informing you that it was me reaching out.”

“You can shove your ‘apologies’ right up your ass. You didn’t answer my question as to why you’re following me.”

A slick black car pulled up next to me, the tinted windows slid down. Josh bent forward in the driver’s seat and flashed a tight smile. “Why don’t you get in? I have a few errands I need to run.”

“Didn’t your parents ever tell you not to get into a car with strangers?” I huffed, staring him down.

“For starters, Miss Snow, we are not strangers. Secondly, I arrived in this life far before motor vehicles came into existence.”

“You sound ancient when you speak, you realize that? No one calls cars ‘motor vehicles’ anymore.”

“Call it a habit, then,” he reached over the middle console and pushed the door open. “Given the weather calls for rain, humor me, Miss Snow. I won’t bite.” I looked up, planning on calling bullshit. Unfortunately, the sky had indeed darkened since I’d ran out there.

I rolled my eyes. “Fine, whatever,” I stepped into the front seat and made a show of slamming the door closed. “Only because I don’t want to run back to Seth’s place completely drenched.”

Asshole.

“Of course, Miss Snow.” Josh put the car in gear and drove off. Out of the corner of my eye I scanned the dashboard and interior of his car—black suede. The dashboard was some type of cherry-red leather and the windows were borderline dangerously tinted.

“Okay, seriously what do you do outside of this superhero stuff?” I snapped.

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