Page 23 of Wicked and Wild


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R’ornstraightened up—as much as the massive weight of the divine presence pressing down on him would allow.

“No,Goddess—I’mno coward!Butthe moon will be out.AndmyBeast—”

“YourBeastknows better than you do that the girl is meant to be yourFatedMate!”theGoddesstold him.“Nowgo and save her at once!Sheis in an abandoned building that was once a medical facility.Youmust find her before the one who stalks her does.”

“Slasher69!”R’ornbreathed and his heart started pounding even harder than it already was as he remembered the terrible threatsSamanthahad received. “HowwillIknow where the building is?” he demanded.

“Thecoordinates are already in theNav-com of your ship,”theGoddesstold him.“Flyto her as fast as you can,Warrior—you must hurry.Itis almost too late!”

Andthen the overwhelming presence was gone, along with the almost unbearable weight.

R’orndidn’t waste any time thinking about how he’d suddenly been turned from an atheist to a true believer.Luckily, he’d fallen asleep with his clothes and boots on.Heleft his suite at a dead run, rushing down the long silver corridor that led to theDockingBaywhere his ship was parked.

Hejust hoped he could get toSamanthabefore it was too late!

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SAM

“What’syour name?”Samasked the girl, who had finally turned to face her.Shehad long, straight hair parted in the middle—a very 70s style,Samthought.Hereyes were big and shadowy and the look on her face was sad.

“I…IthinkI’mMichelle,” the girl said, speaking at last.Hervoice was nothing but the shadow of a whisper but because of herGift,Samwas able to hear it.

“Michelle, what are you doing here?” she asked gently.

“I…Idon’t know.”Thegirl shook her head.

Samwasn’t surprised.Sometimesthe dead knew exactly what had happened to them and sometimes they were confused about the time and events leading up to their demise.Death, especially a sudden, violent one, could be bewildering for the lost soul it left behind.

Ofcourse, not everyone who died ended up as a ghost.Mostof them went on to the afterlife.Butsome got lost and stuck here onEarth—most often those were the victims of some tragic murder or accident.Theyjust didn’t seem to know how to get free of the mortal realm and move on.

Sometimes,Samwas able to help them.Shehoped that this might be one of those times.

“Wereyou a patient here at the hospital?” she probed gently. “Maybeyour parents sent you here?”

“Yes…yes, they did!”Thegirl’s eyes brightened but then, just as quickly, she was sad again. “PapasaidIwas crazy.Mamabegged him not to send me but he said it was the only way to make me well again.”

Samfelt as though her heart would break.Poorlittle thing!Itreminded her thatHannahad barely escaped a similar fate.

“I’mso sorry,” she said gently. “Thatmust have made you very sad.”

Inmany ways she was like a therapist to the spirits she communicated with—she tried to name and validate their feelings, which sometimes helped them resolve their issues.

“Yes.”Michellenodded. “Yes,Iwassosad.ImissedMamaandPapaso much!Atfirst they came to see me every day.ButthenMamagot sick and died and thennobodycame.”

Shebegan to cry—her ghostly sobs barely as loud as the scurrying of the mice behind the walls.

“I’mso sorry,Michelle!”Samwished she could give her a hug, but unlike her sister, she couldn’t usually interact physically with the spirits she communicated with.Butmaybe she could still help. “Yousay that yourMotherwent on before you?” she asked gently. “Shedied before you did?”

“Yes.”Theghost girl nodded and swiped at her eyes. “Shewent toHeavenandIcan’t follow her.”

“Whynot?”Samasked her. “I’msure she’s waiting for you.”

“Idon’t know the way!”Michellenearly wailed. “I’vesearched and searched, butIcan’t get out of this room!Theroom where they k-k-killed me!”Andshe dissolved into sobs again.

NowSamsaw the problem.Thiswasn’t unusual at all—tortured spirits who died violent deaths often got trapped in the place where they had been killed.

“WhatifIhelped you find the way out?” she asked. “Wouldthat be all right?”

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