Balancer's Soul by Jr H. Lee Morgan Read Free Book Online

unfolded and slid the poncho on all the
while feeling as if the tips of her ears would burst in flames.
    Connor walked back over and resumed the same
seating arrangement.
    Not even twenty seconds later Sarah heard the
rain coming toward them. All Connor did was smile handsomely, close
his eyes and tilt his skyward. The rain came pouring down all
around them in a heavy sheet and all Sarah could manage to do was
stare at was him. He just basked in the pelting rain like it was
just another sunny day. His innocent expression looked completely
relaxed under the fat and heavy drops and his sandy blonde hair
became darker the wetter it got. He seemed so achingly handsome at
the moment.
    Conner’s expression had a calming effect on
her, she noticed. In her long life she has never had a feeling of
comfort like this. He was here, keeping her company while also
giving off a feeling that made her feel safe and secure. Things
felt too good to be true.
    Eventually the silence broke. “Well?”
    He startled her and she asked “Well? Well
what?”
    “Are you going to tell me why you ran away,
trying to protect me from your angry father? How you know how to
not make it easy to run without leaving any marks, unless you are
an expert tracker? Or how you can run like the wind and jump better
than most athletes?” His face came down and aimed those raptor eyes
at her. Sarah became both entranced and scared simultaneously.
    For some reason her heart started
beating savagely, in a way that she didn’t comprehend. “It must be his questions, but he is sooo
handsome; I hope I’m not attracted to him…” Sarah put
her head in her hands and sighed. Her thoughts were going out of
control as were her hormones. Never in her life has she reacted so
differently to anyone like she does with him.
    The rain slacked slightly and the fire
finally extinguished. She lifted her head again and just sat there
looking at a soaked Connor who still remained staring at her
without wavering. He truly didn’t look cold after all this. He
moved his hips to take out something from his belt loop. Personal
alarms rose, feeling a sense of danger from what he held in the
darkness. While pointing she asked “W…What is that?” while trying
to mask her fright, but was unsuccessful.
    He sat it down in the mud, “Don’t worry, I
never go into the woods without this. My granddaddy made this for
me when I was little. He wanted me to have something with multiple
purposes, yet remained simple and sturdy. One half is a hammer and
the other is a hatchet, and any object worth its weight in gold
needs a name so I call it Tool.”
    “Tool?” Sarah asked in confusion.
    “Yeah, Tool because it can’t be used by
itself. It needs a wielder to be used.” And he smiled.
    “Interesting.” Changing subject back to
Connor’s earlier questions she reluctantly said “Ok Connor. I
cannot tell you everything about me, but I will say something on
one condition.”
    “And that would be?” He asked
skeptically.
    “Simply call me Sarah from now on, not
Ms. Sarah. I’m not big on titles.” When she said that he smiled a
smile that made her heart beat like drums in her ears. “Well that settles it, it apparently weren’t the
questions.” Sarah returned with her own shy
smile.
    “I can handle that, Sarah.” He said while
still smiling.
    “Ok, as you said I’m odd . I can do things that most others
can’t even imagine. For example: run like the wind and jump
difficult distances. I can also do other things that I can’t tell
just anyone until I find my mate. Will that be a sufficient answer
for you?” Looking hopeful was all she had left.
    To her surprise again he asked “You’ve been
searching for him for a very long time, huh?”
    Looking down yet again she replied
“Yes, a very long
time.”
    “How long have you been searching?” His voice
sounded content.
    “Might as well tell the
truth.” “Around three hundred years.”
    Surprised yet again he didn’t laugh,