Fated Release (Fated Keepers Series Book 2) by Kristyn Eudes Read Free Book Online Page B

in fact foe. If my shadow, as I have come to refer to him as, is following me like I suspect, I'm sure I’ll find out soon enough. Until they make an appearance I'm going to pretend I don't know they are there. I double back around a few times, walking in circles to see if whoever is following, breaks away, but they continue following, staying about 25 feet behind me at all times.
     
     
    Rochelle ….
     
    Lyon senses someone is following him. I can’t yet determine if he knows who I am yet. I have been trailing him for the last four days, but he has noticed my presence today only.  I can tell something is wrong with him, he doesn't look himself and he is continuously mumbling. One minute he will be distracted, just wandering about and then the next he charges forward with swift determination. I know from listening in that he is looking for a Shaman. 
    I have not been able to figure out why yet. His mumblings don’t even make sense half the time. He will be talking about his surroundings, how the animals make funny noises in the dark and suddenly change it to finding the Shaman as soon as possible.
    How surprised he would be to find that Ose has one, quarantine from all society. Although I don't think she would be much use to anyone in the state of mind she is in.
    I notice immediately when he circles around, waiting on me to reveal to myself, or trick me into leaving his trail. I know better. We trained together for the last three hundred and twenty three years. I know all his moves. I taught him most of them myself.  Dropping back a few more feet, I let him think he has lost me. Maybe then, he will continue on his original path. Either way I will continue to follow him. Those are my orders. I will not fail my master.
     
                 
    Lyon ...
     
    I feel like a soul trapped in a quicksand pit. I know I need to keep moving. I have to find the Shaman. Whoever that is… and beg for assistance. I feel like my time is running out. I am her only hope. Wait. I shake my head to clear my thoughts. Why am I looking for the Shaman again? I know the answer. It’s right on the edge of my thoughts, begging me to grasp hold of it again.
     
                  There was an accident? Something went wrong. A girl. She’s sick? No she’s….Mine. My soul keeper. Arsema! Yes. I pick up my pace feeling the spark of motivation at the remembrance of her. I have to find the Shaman so he or she can help Arsema awaken from her coma. She needs me. I ignore the shadow following me for the time being.  Where am I now? I have wasted too much time trying to ditch my follower. The forest all looks the same to me. I remember crossing a highway not long ago. County Road? I pull out my phone to Google my location, only to find that it is completely dead. How long has it been since I charged it? How long have I been traveling? Where am I going again?
     
    Arsema! Yes. I’m searching for the Shaman to save Arsema.
     
                  Tucking the phone back into my pocket, I make a mental note to stop soon and charge it. And maybe shower and eat too. Surely I can't be too far from civilization. I start back walking in the same direction I have been traveling in. Hoping, that I am right. Not knowing where I am, or where I'm supposed to be going, is making this really hard. But I don't care. I'm on a mission. I need to get somewhere and fast. Knowing my shadow is somewhere behind me, I try and walk a little faster. I am weak, I can feel it, but I won't stop.  Arsema, Arsema, Arsema . I chant in my head. I need to keep my focus on her. I need to move as fast as I can. I know I'm growing weaker because of our separation. The Shaman will not only save Arsema, but she will save me too.
     
                  I try desperately to fill my mind with other things too, ignoring the fact that the path I have been following hasn’t led me anywhere. I think of Orin and Tris, and chuckle at the thought of Tris being