Guardian Series Box Set

The Guardian Series Box Set

Samantha Long

The Guardian Series

Awakening, Book 1:

When Sophie moves to Boston to get away from the people who ridiculed her for her psychic talents, she wants to start fresh. But when a demon attacks her study group at the library, she has no choice but to reveal her abilities to warn the others. She learns the attacks won't stop until she's dead. To stay alive she joins forces with the other students and a secret society that has battled the demons for centuries. The last thing she wants to do is be a pawn in the war of good and evil. When her visions start showing events from a past life, she can't ignore the connections it shows. She has no choice but to acknowledge the bonds that tie her to the other students, even if some of them refuse, to have the strength to defeat the demon that hunts them down. Will she survive long enough to stop the demons from destroying everything and everyone she loves?

Sacred, Book 2:

Sophie has been attacked by demons, destroyed a nest of vampires, and lived through the death of someone close to her. Now she and her friends have been rescued by the Society and taken to a secret island base to train. While they desperately search for leads on where Akeldama may be holding Lilli prisoner, Sophie tries to keep Tristan at arms length. She doesn't need anything to distract her from finding her best friend, or so she tells herself. Then the unthinkable happens. One of the Society's own has betrayed the Guardians, selling their secrets to the demons and attacking them where they should feel safest. In the end, Sophie's greatest enemy could be her own fears, and she faces a decision that could push Tristan and her friends away forever. 

Hallowed, Book 3:

After the decisions Sophie's had to make, she's ready to end Akeldama once and for all. That demon Queen had made everything go wrong in her life. Her boyfriend, Tristan, hates her because she's harboring a demon in her body and the people of the Society all avoid her, expecting her to spit fire and devour them all. With their new mission, they have to go into the demon realm, not knowing what they'll face or if they'll even live through it. The last person they expect to see saves Sophie and Kendra from being kidnapped and allies come from the most unlikely of places. A new enemy emerges, one more powerful and dangerous than Akeldama could ever be. To save the world, the universe, and everyone she loves, Sophie may have to give up her own life. Can she make that decision and leave everything and everyone she loves behind? 

Awakening

/əˈweɪk(ə)nɪŋ/

(N.) 1. Recognition, realization, or coming to awareness of something.

2. The act of awakening from sleep.

3. Revival of interest or attention.

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By Samantha Long

Awakening

Copyright © 2013 by Samantha Long

All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

Dedication

I want to thank Nina, who told me when I was wrong and fell in love with the characters as much as I did. I love you, girl!

Chapter One

Sophie Lawrence followed her best friend, Lilli, into their sociology class at Lotus Academy. A few minutes early, they slid into a row in the large auditorium.

Sophie, are you okay? You look really tired.

I didn’t sleep well last night. I had another vision, Sophie whispered as students filed in.

About the kidnappings? Lilli whispered back. We have to do something.

I know. I can’t believe we’re even having a fall semester. Three students were kidnapped over the summer, and none have been found.

We could tell them about your visions.

I doubt that would work any better than the letters I’ve shown the police. They’d institutionalize me.

Sometimes her dreams, or visions, as Lilli deemed them, drove her almost to insanity. The other night she’d dreamt of a girl held prisoner in a stone chamber and had awoken to the smell of charred flesh.

What person dreamed these types of things and remained normal? How long was she going to have to deal with it? Several months was beginning to feel like eternity already, and with no end in sight, she wasn’t sure she was going to make it. If these dreams didn’t end soon, Sophie was going to volunteer to be institutionalized.

More students entered the classroom. Sophie glanced up, and her breath caught in her chest as the rest of the room faded away.

All except for him.

His gray-eyed gaze met her violet ones, and it hit her like a bolt of lightning. She gasped as his eyes widened. Like he recognized her, even though they’d never met before now.

Absolute trust and affection swelled inside her as she continued staring. Even from where she sat, she could tell he was taller than most boys, and some type of athlete from the muscles in his arms and chest. His brown hair was mussed, as if he’d just woken up, and his eyes were the color of ashes, pale and stormy.

Since he’d jerked to a stop the moment their gazes met, he was blocking the doorway to the classroom. Someone shoved him, and he blinked.

The spell was broken. He averted his face from her and climbed the rows.

Sophie’s face flamed as she thought about how hard she’d been staring. It had almost been like one of her visions. She couldn’t have stopped if she’d wanted to. Beside her, Lilli was breathing in through her nose and out through her mouth rapidly. Are you okay? Sophie asked.

Lilli glanced at Sophie with eyes full of wonder. What just happened?

You saw him, too?

The curly-haired god with the muscles of Adonis and puppy-dog eyes? Lilli sighed and bit her lip.

What? No. I saw someone else. Sophie desperately wanted to risk a look back to see if he was still there. That he hadn’t been one of her visions.

I think something magical happened when I saw him, Sophie. It felt like lightning and sparks all at the same time! Lilli turned in her seat to look back. Sophie watched her eyes glaze over before she turned back around. It’s like I recognize him from somewhere. I know I’ve never seen him. It’s not like I would forget that face.

Sophie decided the risk was enough and turned. There he was, a few rows behind them. Her heart started hammering in her chest. Next to him was the curly-haired god, who was indeed cute, with auburn hair and deep chocolate eyes. His facial features were almost delicate when he saw her watching, and she felt a smaller moment of familiarity.

She shot around and faced the front. I had the same thing happen with the guy next to him.

What do you think it means?

Sophie’s heartbeat was slowly resuming its normal rate. I don’t know. Maybe nothing.

Nothing? Lilli hissed. That was hardly nothing. The room melted away when I saw him. Isn’t that what happens when you see your soul mate?

That doesn’t exist. That’s just a myth.

So are healers and psychics, right? Lilli tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and tapped the pencil on her notebook. He was hot!

Yeah, I guess. Sophie tried to push the strange feeling out of her mind.

Come on, Sophie. They were both hot.

They’re normal. We’re not. Did you forget that I have visions and you heal people?

Are we supposed to be alone for the rest of our lives because of these gifts? I don’t think so. And besides, there is nothing wrong with looking.

Who’s looking at what?

Lilli and Sophie glanced at each other. Did someone overhear the first part of that conversation? They glanced up at the guy standing next to their seats. He was different from the others, dressed in black pants and a tight black t-shirt. His blond hair was short and spiky, and tattoos danced out from under his sleeves. When he raised an eyebrow, the hoop there rose, too.

Uh, nothing. Sophie’s cheeks heated.

She’s so cute when she blushes, he said to Lilli. When he reached his hand to shake Lilli’s, the leather cuffs on his wrists almost scraped Sophie’s face. His amber eyes twinkled with warmth. I’m Aidan.

I’m Lilli, and this is Sophie.

Sophie murmured a hello to him.

Is she always like this? He flashed a smile, a dimple showing to the left of his lips.

I think you bring it out of her.

Hey, I can switch seats so you lovebirds can be closer, Sophie interrupted.

Lilli and Aidan laughed. They quickly silenced it as the professor entered the room.

Hello, class. I’m Ms. Whittaker, and this is Sociology.

The teacher’s blonde ponytail swayed as she walked to the first of the rows and stopped. Sophie couldn’t help but feel something was off. The way Ms. Whittaker moved didn’t bring teacher to mind. Sophie instead thought of dancers.

Whittaker began passing out the syllabus to the class.

She stopped by Sophie’s row and handed some papers to Aidan. Her gaze traveled over all three of them before moving on. Sophie could feel the excitement brimming off of the teacher and wondered where it was coming from. Was she that happy to be teaching?

Your grade will be based on one semester-long project. I want you to study the communication measures of students and people near the school. I’ve already picked the groups.

Everyone groaned.

This is an advanced school, not to mention Sociology—the scientific study of society. You need to be pushed out of your comfort zones. That means you will be grouped with people you may have never met. As I call out your names, form your groups. We’ll resume regular class on Wednesday.

Do you think we’ll get a group together?

I doubt it, Lilli. She probably looked at our files and knows we’re from the same town.

I’m not from your town. Maybe we’ll get a group together.

Sophie narrowed her eyes at Aidan. Shut up.

Group number two consists of Lilli Washington, Jackson Donovan, Aidan O’Brien, Tristan Adams, Sophie Lawrence, and Morgan Tate.

Lilli gave a small squeal as she, Sophie, and Aidan raised their hands. We’re in the same group.

Sophie’s smile slipped as the two guys from earlier and a girl joined them. She felt that familiarity toward the girl even as the girl looked down her nose at them.

Great. We’re stuck with two geeks and emo boy. Morgan’s loosely curled hair bounced across her shoulders as she studied her painted nails.

Sophie’s smile died. Yeah, they may not be popular, but there was no reason to be snotty about it.

Morgan sighed. At least I’m here with you, Tristan. She latched on to the gray-eyed guy’s arm, and Sophie fought back a possessive urge to slap Morgan’s perfect face.

Tristan met Sophie’s gaze, and heat sparked again as he shrugged Morgan’s arm off. He ran a hand through his hair, mussing it even more.

Morgan pouted and leaned forward to show off her curves. You’re no fun anymore.

Where should we meet? We have practice this afternoon, but should be okay after that. Jackson, the curly-haired god, gestured between him and Tristan as he spoke. He definitely reminded Sophie of a woodland deity. He was toned and muscled, but his features were practically angelic. She thought football would almost be too violent for him.

I have cheer practice today. I’m not missing it for this, Morgan said.

No one said you had to, princess. Aidan leaned back in his chair.

Morgan narrowed her cerulean eyes. They were startling against the backdrop of her cocoa-colored skin. Sophie had to blink against the brilliance.

Let’s meet at seven, Lilli said, attempting to smooth things over.

Seven is fine. Jackson smiled down at Lilli.

***

Sophie approached the library doors, the vision at the forefront of her mind. Panic threatened to choke her, but she fought the sensation down with a few deep breaths. Meeting the others earlier had sparked her psychic gift, and she didn’t want it to come true. Lilli shot her a glance and then looked pointedly at the door.

Guilt panged in Sophie’s heart. It was her fault Lilli was in Boston, hours from home. That Lilli volunteered to follow her there didn’t matter. Now Lilli was willing to follow her inside this library, knowing Sophie’s visions, because that’s who she was. Loyal, kind, determined. Not one to turn from something she felt she had to do.

Again she could see and hear the vision. The battle, the screams. She smelled brimstone. All she remembered clearly was Lilli using her healing gift to the point of exhaustion. Sophie wanted to protect her from that, but couldn’t. They’d made a pact years ago to always share what went on with their gifts.

Sophie took another deep breath and entered the library. It was after dark because Morgan wouldn’t miss cheerleading practice for their Sociology project.

Morgan was somehow a part of this. Whatever this was. As were the other study group members. The connection had slammed into Sophie the moment she’d met them in class. So she’d try to be nice.

The library was quiet. No whispers echoed off the hardwood floors. Only one librarian stood behind the counter. No other students sat in the chairs or used the computers.

Just like in your dream. Lilli looked over at Sophie, green eyes worried. She seemed fragile, petite in stature with a pixie-like face. She, like Sophie, wore the plaid skirt and navy blazer uniform of the Lotus Academy, one of the most prestigious private high schools in Boston. Underneath that fragile façade, Sophie sensed Lilli gathering her energy and courage, ready to heal any injury. Her friend might look fragile, but she was one of the strongest people Sophie knew.

Still, Sophie wished Lilli were at home, attending their old high school, far from this.

Yeah. Sophie sighed and walked forward. Let’s go get the others.

It didn’t take long to find the group. Their voices carried out from the open door in the silence of the empty library. Sophie saw Morgan first, sitting in a cheery yellow dress, legs crossed. Her makeup and hair were perfect. I wondered if you’d show, she said in a cool voice.

Sophie ignored her and went to sit. The only two open were between Tristan and Jackson.

Tristan’s eyes warmed when Sophie took the seat next to him. Her gaze roamed over his face. The square jaw, full lips.

When his lips tilted up at one corner, heat rushed through her.

Come on. We need to get this started. I’ve got better things to do. Morgan’s eyes narrowed at Tristan and Sophie.

Aidan whistled. You’re hot when you’re jealous.

Morgan’s blue eyes turned to ice when she glared at him. He smiled lazily at her.

Sophie could sense Aidan’s attraction to Morgan. Could he be more insane?

Not that Aidan was ugly. Sophie just figured his black clothing, studded eyebrow and ears, and tattoos were something the Queen of Ice wouldn’t be interested in.

Morgan shook her curls over her shoulder with a silent glare for the group.

Aidan grinned again and turned to Jackson. You play for the football team? He leaned back in his chair and tapped his fingers on the arm.

Could you please stop that? Morgan speared Aidan with another look.

Sure thing, princess.

Shut up.

Jackson watched their exchange with a small smile. A curl fell over his forehead that made him look devastatingly virtuous. Tristan and I are on the same team. We’ve played together since we were kids.

Wasn’t it your quarterback that went missing this summer? Aidan asked.

Sophie stilled. She caught the look Lilli sent her.

It was. And a cheerleader the next month, Tristan said. His voice rumbled through Sophie. I heard they haven’t found the person responsible yet.

Other visions, ones of the kidnappings, rose to the surface of Sophie’s mind. She shut her eyes, knowing the violet color would start to recede against the black of her pupils if the visions became too strong. Was it a coincidence this was brought up now? She had to hope the kidnappings and her most recent vision of the library fight weren’t connected.

We could study male and female communications, Aidan was saying.

Sophie hadn’t realized she’d missed any of the conversation. Hopefully the others just thought she was tired.

Aidan held up his hands. The light glinted off the tips of his blond, spiked hair. I don’t joke around all the time.

You had me fooled, Morgan spit out.

Look, we have to get this done. Can we get along for the small amount of time we’re here? Tristan leaned closer to the table. Sophie noticed the way his muscles moved underneath the white t-shirt he wore. You said so yourself. You have places to go. He kept his gaze on Morgan’s.

Their voices sounded far away to Sophie. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears, and the pressure in the back of her mind screamed at her to run. It was hard to stay seated when everything begged her to listen. But she couldn’t run. Like Lilli, it wasn’t in her nature.

Morgan uncrossed her legs and raised an eyebrow. You’re certainly touchy since Cecilia left town. She left for...what’s his name?

Morgan, stop. Jackson’s face brooked no argument, but Morgan barged on.

Oh, no. I’m not going to stop now. His name was Cory, right? Cecilia and Cory. How cute.

Tristan’s jaw clenched, and his gray eyes narrowed.

The feel of Tristan’s past hurt and Morgan’s spite swirled together to mix with the pressure in Sophie’s mind. The dam burst.

Morgan, stop it! Sophie jumped up. Her stomach dropped. Something was in the library, and it wanted them. We need to go. Maybe if she could get them to leave with her, the vision could be changed.

Sophie? Lilli’s face paled.

Looking between the stoic faces of the guys and Morgan’s frown, she knew she’d never get them out, and she couldn’t leave them. There’s something in the library. She refused to meet Tristan’s gaze.

How do you know that? Morgan’s voice raised a notch at the surety on Sophie’s face.

The others stood. Jackson moved closer to Lilli, standing next to her like an avenging angel. She could almost see him as Michael, the archangel, with the curly hair and sword. She got the impression that he would die to protect Lilli. By the end of the night, he might get the chance.

A scream echoed off the walls in Sophie’s mind.

She darted out the door before she had time to think. The librarian’s fear choked her. She had to help.

Sophie, wait! Lilli called after her.

Sophie hoped Lilli wouldn’t follow. Her breath came in quick, harsh pants as she forced her feet to move down the darkened hallway. The librarian’s emotions were shards of agony that dug deep into Sophie’s skull. She fought something off, and whatever it was, it scared the hell out of her. Sophie stopped behind a row of bookcases and shut her eyes to gather her courage. Her body shook from the horror raging through her mind.

The librarian didn’t scream again.

Using every ounce of her will, Sophie stepped out from behind the bookcases. The lights flickered, and for a moment she couldn’t see.

When her eyes focused, her heart skipped a beat. The librarian lay on the floor in a puddle of dark blood. A metallic smell reached her, and Sophie’s stomach churned.

She skidded to a halt and knelt beside the woman. The librarian’s eyes were closed, and her breath came in shallow gasps. Blood bubbled and streamed through the jagged marks on her chest.

Sophie? Sophie! Lilli came around the bookcases. She paused when she located Sophie and the librarian.

Sophie tried to put pressure on the wound, but it was too large. Both her hands barely covered the width of the claw marks. She couldn’t think too much about the fact that whatever did this was still around. The sinister darkness still lurked in her mind. She heard Lilli’s footsteps halt beside her.

Is she? Lilli’s eyes filled with tears.

Sophie shook her head. Can you heal her?

Lilli’s eyes hardened with determination. I can try. She brushed Sophie’s hands out of the way and placed her own over the gaping wound. It gurgled as a warm, golden light shone from Lilli and spiraled into the gash.

Something teased the edge of Sophie’s senses. She cocked her head to the side like she was listening to someone speak across the room. The pressure in her mind thickened.

Whatever attacked the librarian was coming. Sophie opened her mouth to warn Lilli.

Icy fingers wrapped in her hair and jerked her up. Fetid breath hit the back of her neck.

Guardian, it hissed.

Chapter Two

That one word evoked feelings in Sophie that she didn’t understand. Fear, hope, survival.

The fingers tightened in her hair. The man’s thoughts crowded in on hers and overcame her own. She knew one thing. He wasn’t human.

A shadow blanketed his mind. Terror screamed through her blood. It was darker than anything she’d ever known.

Sophie!

Sophie heard Tristan’s shout but couldn’t see him. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a black wolf stalking around the bookcases. It stopped in front of her. When it growled, the hair on its back stood on end. Muscles rippled underneath the fur as it crouched. Sophie thought it was beautiful.

She is mine.

Sophie’s stomach twisted. The voice was cold and dead, as if he’d been created out of the darkness she felt in his mind.

The wolf leaped. The man shrieked in pain. The fingers loosened their hold on her hair, and she saw her chance. She shoved away and fell to her knees.

Tristan, be careful! Jackson yelled as he and Aidan ran into the room.

Sophie stared in wonder, watching the black wolf viciously bite the man’s leg.

Tristan was the wolf?

She’s healed.

Sophie snapped her head to the side and saw Lilli sit back. Her body swayed. Sophie noticed the pasty color to her skin. Lilli.

I’m fine. Lilli leaned against one of the tables for support.

The wolf yelped, the sound piercing her ears. Sophie watched the man shake him off. He kicked the wolf so hard it slid across the room, and blood smeared the floor. The wolf hit a bookcase and rammed to a stop.

Three deep slashes ran down the wolf’s abdomen. The blood spurted with each heartbeat. Sophie’s heart dropped.

The thought that Tristan could change into a wolf didn’t shock her at the moment. Neither did the fact that the man had claws the size of machetes instead of fingers It might later, she thought, if they got out of this alive.

The creature, because there was no way she could think of it as a man, took a step toward them. His lips curled back in a predatory smile.

Jackson waved a hand and several chairs lifted off the floor. They shot like missiles and hit the man in the chest. The force knocked him over a table and wood flew.

Tristan. Sophie ran to him, almost slipping in a puddle of his blood. She steadied herself and hopped over the falling wood before kneeling down beside him. Fur receded back into tanned flesh. Green-yellow eyes grew stormy again.

Lilli! Sophie glanced over her shoulder at her friend. Lilli was already crawling to them. Lilli’s pasty skin shocked her. Instantly, she was torn. Could she ask her best friend to save Tristan, even if it weakened her to the point of exhaustion?

I’ll take care of him. Lilli nodded to her. Go help the others. They’ll need you.

Sophie bobbed her head. She glanced at Tristan one more time, and her heart stuttered. His clenched jaw and ashen color frightened her. A wry smile flirted on his lips. We’re not so different.

Sophie managed a smile.

Go! Lilli shoved softly at her shoulder.

By the time Sophie made it back to Aidan and Jackson, they were staring at the unmoving body of the creature. Is he dead?

I don’t think so. By the way, Jackson, how’d you do that?

Does it matter right now? Jackson’s face was alight with a warrior’s tenseness. His eyes never moved from the body.

If that guy gets back up, I’ll show you what I can do.

Wait, you too? Sophie stared at Aidan. She had a gut feeling that the fact that they all had supernatural gifts wasn’t a coincidence. Where’s Morgan?

She...I don’t know. Aidan furrowed his brows.

The shock of his worry swallowed Sophie and almost covered the tickle at the back of her neck. Look out! A blast of light filled the room, and heat warmed the side of her face. She dove at Aidan and Jackson. Her body collided with theirs. They landed on the floor in a heap of limbs, elbows and knees covering her.

Sophie drove her elbow into Aidan’s ribs, trying to get up. He sucked in a gasp and coughed.

Jackson reached down a hand.

Thanks. Sophie allowed him to pull her up. She looked to where they’d stood.

Smoke curled around the edges of a hole in the wall. Paint peeled down, charred and gray, revealing the sheetrock behind.

What the hell? Aidan glanced over Sophie’s shoulder. His lips were tight and his entire body was rigid.

Sophie turned to see what caused his reaction and her eyes widened. The creature stood over the ruined table, looking as if he’d grown several feet in a matter of seconds. Scales rippled on his flesh, up his neck and over his face. When he opened his eyes, they glowed red with blood lust. Two wicked-looking fangs gleamed in the flickering light. Leathery wings sprouted from his back and flapped twice, ripping the blue shirt he wore.

Okay, something tells me he’s not human, Sophie murmured. She backed up a few steps.

Really? What makes you think that?

Shut up, Aidan. Morgan’s voice hovered around them.

Princess? Aidan spun in a circle. His frown turned quizzical when he failed to locate her.

Sophie glanced around. She felt Morgan’s essence, so she knew the girl was close. Morgan?

Where are you? Jackson looked around.

Right here.

Sophie raised her eyebrows. Seriously.

The air around them shimmered, and then Morgan stood next to them. Her hair fluttered as if she’d been bathed in a light breeze.

Why would someone as hot as you want to be invisible? Aidan winked at Morgan. She glared at him before shimmering out of sight.

He’s licking his lips, Jackson murmured. He braced his feet shoulder width apart and prepared for the next attack.

Sophie knew then his parents should’ve named him Michael. If ever there was someone who reminded her of the archangel, it was Jackson. Aidan, what are you doing? she asked as he walked toward the creature. She reached out her hand, but he shook it off.

He paused a few paces in front of the scaly man-thing. The air stirred, becoming hotter. Within seconds, Aidan’s hands were on fire.

Wow. Jackson stepped in front of Sophie to block her from the creature’s eyesight.

That we should have expected. Sophie moved around him to see what was going on. Jackson grimaced at her. It was nice that he was trying to protect her, but she wanted to see what was happening.

Please tell me it’s not because you think Aidan’s hot, Morgan’s voice drifted to her left.

Sophie’s lips turned up in a wry grin. No.

Thank God.

Aidan jerked his hands, and the fire formed into balls of flames. They lifted off and sped toward the creature. The smell of burnt flesh and scales permeated the room as the fireballs struck it in the chest.

It stumbled back a few feet and shrieked.

When it found its balance, it unerringly located Aidan. Once it had its prey locked on, the creature cocked its head to the side.

Chapter Three

Does it die? Panic bubbled in Sophie’s chest. The creature stared at Aidan.

Why are we waiting around to find out? Morgan’s voice echoed off the walls of the empty library.

What are you worried about? Jackson fisted his hands. It can’t even see you.

Out of the corner of her eye, Sophie saw Tristan sitting with his back against a wall. Lilli leaned against him, her skin nearly translucent. Lilli’s weakness reached out and swirled at Sophie. It didn’t seem like her friend had enough energy to move.

The creature grabbed Aidan by the neck and lifted him off the floor.

Stop it. Sophie’s heart hammered in her chest. The creature pinned her with its gaze.

Tasty. A voice hissed into her mind, preceding a darkness so horrifying she almost fell to her knees. The creature realized it didn’t want Aidan anymore and hurled him into a row of bookcases, which fell to the floor like dominoes.

The creature advanced with his claws outstretched. Fear threatened to suffocate Sophie. A woman’s laughter echoed in her mind the closer it got. God, it’s tall, Sophie thought. She had to crane her neck back to see it fully. Her legs wouldn’t listen to her mind’s command to move, and her vision shifted to the premonition from the night before. Chains clinked together in the distance, and heat blasted her.

Get away from her! Books flew out of thin air.

The shrill voice knocked Sophie out of her trance. She backpedaled fast. Books continued to fly. Morgan?

The air shimmered next to Sophie. Don’t think this changes anything. I still think you’re a freak.

Whatever. Thank God Morgan had broken her trance. Who knows what could’ve happened had the creature reached her. Aidan lay on top of one of the bookcases. Blood ran down his face and dripped onto his black clothes. We have to get to Aidan.

I don’t see that going well. Morgan solidified and stood over Sophie.

The creature growled low in its throat. Its wings spread wide, blocking Aidan from their view, and its scales undulated in excitement. It prepared to pounce, red eyes locked on Sophie.

This is it, she thought. The end. I’m going to be attacked by a scaly man-thing eager to eat my flesh.

The creature launched.

She shut her eyes, not wanting its ugly face to be the last thing she saw.

Sophie! Lilli’s voice shattered Sophie’s fear.

Gunshots echoed through the library. Bullets tore into scales, halting the creature’s flight, and sending it back several feet. The creature roared in anger, white smoke billowing from the wounds. Another shot nailed it between the eyes.

At the sound of the final shot, Sophie’s eyes snapped open.

The creature staggered back, hit the wall, and slid to the floor. It morphed to human form.

It’s dead, Demetri.

Thoughts galloped through Sophie’s mind. One would barely end before another began, coming so close together she was sure it was all one continuous stream. She couldn’t stop staring at the body. It took a second to tear her gaze away from the creature and turn her face to the entrance. Another jolt of shock ran though her when she saw Professor Whittaker and a security guard standing beside each other. They both lowered their guns. Sophie was sure she’d seen the security guard around campus.

I didn’t think they’d attempt an attack so soon after we got them together. Whittaker tucked the gun into her jacket. She stepped over the bookcases with precise movements.

Demetri, the security guard, walked to the body and examined it. He moved with warrior-like grace, silent and stealthy. In Sophie’s shock, she seemed to notice random things about him. He was tall with short, dark hair and darker eyes.

What are you talking about? Morgan shimmered back into visibility next to Aidan. He struggled to sit up, and the cut above his eye bled harder.

Jackson went straight to Lilli and put an arm around her shoulders. He helped her walk over to Aidan and Morgan, keeping her close to his side. Tristan helped Sophie stand before they, too, joined the others.

Professor Whittaker smiled and gave them a nod of approval.

Police sirens wailed in the distance.

I called the police, so we have to make this quick. I’ll slip you instructions in class Friday. Whittaker saw their disbelieving faces. Trust me, you’ll want to hear what we have to tell you.

Demetri came up behind them. When he spoke, Sophie started. Do not tell the police what happened here.

Like they’d believe us anyway. Aidan glanced at the wreckage of the library. He paled. What was that thing?

Tell the police that Demetri ran in as he heard you scream, Sophie. Demetri shot the man when he aimed at you. Whittaker pulled out the gun and wiped it clean with something that smelled strongly of chemicals, then wrapped the dead creature’s newly human fingers around it.

How do you want me to explain this? Aidan gestured to his cut.

Demetri looked Aidan over. You tried to stop the man, but he was too tough for you.

Aidan’s smile slipped. The thing had scales. How do you fight that?

Enough questions. The police are here.

Professor Whittaker snuck out the back, and Sophie watched her go with dread. She had a hard time reconciling the sunny professor with the gun-toting woman who shot down a creature without blinking.

Demetri yelled out to the police that the threat had been cancelled, and the police ran in, shouting for them to put their hands on their heads. Sophie complied, terrified of being arrested, even though she knew she hadn’t done anything wrong.

A few of the officers patted Sophie and the others down while the rest searched the library. When the library was secured the police shouted, Clear! and allowed them to drop their hands.

A pretty detective tucked her gun into its holster. She surveyed the mess in the room and the unmoving body before giving orders to the other officers.

Sophie peered sidelong at their attacker. The man didn’t stir, and still she shivered. She remembered what the creature had projected into her mind.

Tasty.

Tristan moved closer. He didn’t put his arm around Sophie, as Jackson did Lilli, but his presence helped just the same. It made her strong enough to stave off the thoughts and essences streaming from the cops.

Split them up so we can question them, the pretty detective said. And have the paramedics get in here. She motioned to Aidan. We need to get that head wound bandaged.

Sophie followed a tall, lanky guy in glasses to a recently upturned table close to the charred sheetrock. He pulled a chair out for her and waited until she sat before walking off.

She stared at her shaking hands in disbelief. Even when she and Lilli had gotten lost in the woods when they were younger, her body hadn’t reacted like this. Her legs started bouncing rapidly, and she grit her teeth together. She didn’t like that she couldn’t control herself.

The officers examined the body, and Sophie could tell they didn’t see anything scaly or creature-like about it. The paramedics evaluated Aidan and the librarian, who was still unconscious. Sophie watched them load the woman onto a stretcher and then roll her out of the library.

Seconds later, the college dean marched in. She caught sight of the body and halted. Sophie thought she saw the woman’s lower lip tremble, but when the dean looked at Sophie, her eyes were full of determination.

What’s your name? Dean West asked.

Sophie recited her name and waited for the dean to speak again. She was a short, pudgy woman with a kind, sharp eyes. Her graying hair was cut short and framed her face, making her seem like everyone’s favorite grandma, but that didn’t mean Sophie was going to spill her guts to her.

Are you okay, Ms. Lawrence?

Yes. Sophie’s mind reeled. Images and thoughts flashed through her head. She couldn’t keep her gaze from straying to where Tristan sat, head in his hands. It took everything she had to not go and put her arms around him. He looked tired, and she imagined he was in shock, just like her.

I’m notifying the students tomorrow that the school will be closed until we figure out what is going on.

Sophie snapped to attention. Her senses told her that would be the worst thing to happen. You shouldn’t shut us down, Dean West. This isn’t your fault. Besides, the students need to stick together right now.

It happened on my campus to my students. That is fault enough. Dean West saw the detective eyeing Sophie. It looks like the police are ready to question you. Are you feeling up to it?

Yes. Sophie’s stomach clenched.

Dean West nodded the woman over. She’s ready. Be easy on her, she’s just had a traumatic event.

I know how to do my job, ma’am. The detective’s warm brown eyes filled with sympathy when she saw Sophie’s trembling hands. I’ll go easy.

Dean West dipped her head crisply and left them.

Sophie didn’t know if she’d be able to lie. It wasn’t a habit, and she certainly didn’t have enough practice. Hopefully the detective would chalk it up to distress.

I’m Detective Ashley Roland. She took a seat in the chair nearest Sophie and pulled a pen and small notebook from her brown bomber jacket. Pen poised to write, she looked up at Sophie.

Her patience didn’t make it any easier for Sophie to describe the evening as Whittaker told her to. More than once she paused. Roland seemed to believe Sophie was holding off a nervous breakdown, and for that she was grateful.

Did the man say why he attacked? Roland showed no sign that she thought Sophie lied.

No. Sophie moistened her dry lips. He was crazy, talking about getting a prize for kidnapping the six of us. She caught that much from the thousands of images that flitted through his mind before his death.

Roland cocked her head to the side. Anything specific?

No. Flashes of the other victims rose in her mind, and she shut her eyes to try to block them out.

Did he say anything else? About the other students? If they were alive? Where they were being kept?

No. Sorry. Sophie rubbed her temples where a small headache started to form. All she wanted to do was crawl into her bed and pretend none of this ever happened.

Roland took her cue. Thank you for your time.

The moment she left, Tristan crossed the room. His worried eyes scanned her face. You look tired. Are you okay?

I’m not the one who was shot, Sophie whispered through her teeth. She had no idea why she was so angry.

I’m fine. He rubbed the back of his neck, and Sophie watched the play of his muscles. His gaze met hers briefly, but she couldn’t mistake the intensity. Thanks to Lilli.

She nodded, not able to think of anything to say, and immediately searched her friend out. The others were still being questioned.

Dean West wants to send us home for a while.

No! Sophie objected. She turned to him. We shouldn’t be separated right now.

My thoughts exactly.

That’s crazy. Sophie shoved the hair out of her face. Whatever that creature was, it wanted them pretty badly. Who knew if there weren’t more searching for them at this very moment? If they were separated, they would be easier targets.

Tristan placed a hand on the small of Sophie’s back. Let’s go see the others.

Lilli threw her arms around Sophie as she approached. God, I was so scared.

Sophie hugged her friend back. She tried to block out the terror and shock Lilli felt. Me, too.

Jackson stood behind Lilli. He glanced around at the officers, his chocolate eyes narrowing. Let’s go somewhere we can talk.

We can go to our dorm, Sophie offered. Lilli pulled back to stand next to Jackson. Sophie felt his burning need for privacy. We just need to wait on Morgan and Aidan.

I’m here. Aidan walked up. I’ll go get Morgan. The cut on his forehead had a small, square bandage taped over it. Drops of dried blood covered the front of his shirt. I’ll need to change.

We all do. Tristan glanced at everyone’s clothes.

Aidan agreed absently, his attention caught by Morgan. I’ll be right back.

Morgan sat on a bench, alone, on the far side of the room. She reminded Sophie of a wilting flower, all of her energy drained out by the darkness surrounding them. Morgan shook her head, and Sophie watched Aidan’s face fall.

He trudged back to them. Sophie placed a hand on his shoulder.

After a few minutes, Detective Roland told them it was okay to leave. Just remember to be careful. Always lock your dorm rooms, and never go anywhere alone. If you’re going to leave town, please give me a call. We may need to speak with you again.

Sophie silently prayed this would be the end of it. She didn’t want to ever see another creature like that.

Chapter Four

Once they were far enough away from the library, they huddled together to discuss their plans.

We can shower and then meet at the girls’ dorm. Jackson sniffed at his clothes. I smell like smoke and sulfur.

Us, too. Tristan looked down at Sophie. His eyes held a teasing light.

Her lips twitched. It surprised her that he could make her want to smile despite the fact that she felt like her mind was breaking into a million pieces. The only problem is how late it is. It’s after co-ed hours.

Yeah, how are we going to get past the dorm supervisor? Aidan asked. She probably won’t let us in.

Sophie bit her lip. They needed to talk about what happened, but they didn’t have anywhere else to go.

Is your dorm near the front or the back? Does it have a window? Jackson’s smile was wicked.

Back and yes. Lilli shivered against a cold wind that blew past them.

I have an idea. Guys, meet me at the back of their dorm in half an hour. Lilli, open the window when you hear us knocking.

Jackson, we’re on the fifth floor, Sophie couldn’t help but point out. She shook her head at his wide smile.

Don’t worry. I got this.

After explaining to the dorm supervisor why they were late, the girls took turns showering and making sure no trace of their night remained. When they were done, they met in the living room and waited.

Sophie sat on the couch and glanced at the window every few moments. This is so weird. We’ve finally met people who are like us. I knew when we met them in class that there was something about them. It hit me hard that we were connected, but I didn’t realize they had gifts, too.

I know. Lilli’s smile spread across her face like sunshine. Isn’t it awesome? How do you think we all have these gifts? Is it from God? Were we just born this way?

I don’t know. Professor Whittaker seems to know enough about us. Maybe she can answer that question. Sophie wrapped her arms around her knees and set her chin on top of them. She wasn’t shaking anymore, and the echoes from the creature had dissipated, leaving a sharp headache behind.

Something pinged against the window. There was a pause, and then pebbles rained against the glass.

Lilli stood, crossed the room, and peeked outside. It’s them. She unlocked the window, slid it open, and came back to sit next to Sophie. I don’t want to be in the way for whatever is about to happen.

A second later, a brown and white speckled bird flew through the window. It circled above their heads and headed into the bedroom.

Ouch!

Sophie looked to the window.

Aidan hit his head on the sill. Jackson! He floated into the room. His body hovered before whatever invisible force held him disconnected. He hit the floor face down and groaned.

Sorry. I’ve never used it on another person before. Jackson came gracefully through the window and landed on his feet. He helped Aidan up.

I never let him do it to me. Tristan strolled in from the bedroom. He stopped at the doorway and stood with his hands on his hips. It’s too dangerous.

You could have warned me. I thought we were friends. Aidan sighed. I’m hungry.

Sophie blinked at the abrupt change of subject. We can order a pizza or two.

I know just the place. Aidan took a poll of what they liked on their pizza and then grabbed the phone.

Sophie settled onto the couch and wrapped her sweater tighter around her. This whole situation made her edgy. She almost felt like Alice, diving into that hole, traveling to Wonderland.

Tristan and Jackson took the chairs situated on either side of the room and Aidan sat on the floor. Everyone stared at each other and tried to figure out what to say.

That’s it, I can’t be quiet anymore. Aidan jumped up and began to pace. I have finally found people who have gifts like I do. I’m not alone.

Were you the only one you knew with a gift? Sophie asked. She glanced at Lilli and was grateful that she knew her. She couldn’t imagine growing up with this gift alone. Thankfully she had Lilli and her brother, Todd. Both had been rock steady support.

Yes. There wasn’t anyone else. Aidan ran a hand through his hair.

Tristan and I grew up together, Jackson said. We discovered our gifts at the same time.

When was that? Lilli asked.

We were both five, I think, and were playing in the woods at the hunting camp, Tristan answered. There were coyote cubs splashing in the river. I had this unbelievably strong urge to join them, and the next thing I knew, I was a coyote puppy.

I was jealous. Jackson grinned at Tristan. I wanted to turn into a puppy, too.

Then the mother coyote returned. She didn’t like Jackson standing so close. She went to attack, and that’s when Jackson discovered his telekinesis. It was like the coyote hit an invisible wall.

Sophie and I were also five when we discovered ours, Lilli said. It was over my pet cat. I was heartbroken that Suki disappeared.

I had a dream that Suki was attacked by a dog but was still alive underneath a neighbor’s shed. I told Lilli the next morning, and we went straight to the shed. Sophie smiled. Lilli was so upset that her cat was hurt, she started glowing. Like she had sunshine in her body.

That’s what you told me. Lilli laughed. And I healed little Suki. It wasn’t until a few years later I realized that I could heal humans, too.

They turned to Aidan. It’s your turn. How did you discover your gift?

I had a nightmare and burned down our house.

What? Sophie put a hand over her heart. Aidan’s guilt still swallowed him from that incident. It was a nightmare. You had no control over that.

Was everyone okay?

Aidan nodded. It was just me and my mom. My dad left right after I was born.

Jackson’s mental walls were a fortress in his mind. Sophie bit her lip to keep from questioning him about it.

We all have these gifts, and I feel like it’s connected, Sophie told them.

Do you think we should listen to Professor Whitaker? Tristan asked. Jackson stared out the window. Sophie knew he was halfway lost in a painful memory.

Should we? I mean, what if it’s a ploy to give us over to the government?

They each looked at Aidan. He put his hands up, palms out. We’ll worry about that if it happens.

We should be careful in any case. What happened tonight isn’t over. Pressure weighed on Sophie’s mind.

That is so creepy how you said that, Aidan said. Someone knocked on the door. Your body and voice went into dead mode.

Thanks, Aidan. Sophie laughed. She couldn’t help it when she saw Aidan’s sheepish face. After grabbing the pizza from the delivery guy, she brought it into the living room. Lilli had already grabbed Cokes and paper plates.

Hungry, Aidan? Tristan asked as Aidan reached over and grabbed four slices.

Always, Aidan said around a mouthful of bread and sauce.

Chapter Five

Sophie ate slowly. She picked at the pepperonis on her plate and watched the group. What did that creature want with six students? She looked over the group again. She was far from a warrior. A little taller than Lilli, she was still shorter than most girls. With her gentle and petite form, Lilli reminded people of a pixie. Her green eyes never lied.

Aidan definitely had a fiery nature, but that and his punk rock look belied his caring soul.

Tristan and Jackson were jocks. They both had muscular bodies and golden-boy looks. With their gifts, they could’ve fought that creature off.

She sighed and bit into a pepperoni.

What did that thing want? Lilli set her plate down. Why did it come after us?

Our gifts. Sophie pushed her plate away.

Can I have that?

Sophie smiled. Yeah, I’m not going to eat it, Aidan.

He swiped the food and put it in his mouth.

How did it know about our gifts? Tristan leaned forward.

Sophie’s mouth went dry. The fact that he could shape shift only enhanced his attractiveness to her. She licked her lips. Um, I don’t know that much. But when he was yanking my hair, I was connected to him.

Connected to him? Jackson frowned.

He was behind the kidnappings of the students, and they’re all dead. I’ve been turning in anonymous letters to the police with clues, but they never followed them. Tears formed in her eyes. She could see their mangled bodies. They were used in some sort of ritual.

The symbols carved into their flesh were seared into her brain. She forced the tears back. He didn’t want us for a ritual, though. He wanted to turn us in.

Lilli wrapped her arm around Sophie. To who?

I didn’t get that far. An evil woman.

"Maybe the professor knows who that woman is. I think it would be best if we met