Midnight Blood (Born Immortal) by Nicole Yanski Read Free Book Online Page B

Shayna. She was almost to it when she heard a crunch in the snow, and saw movement in the trees at the edge of the meadow. Suddenly, in a blur, there was Cain. He stood in front of her determined, he had the most serious look on his face, it frightened Shayna.
    “Don’t move Shayna,” his eyes were wide, “He’s dangerous and unpredictable.”
    Shayna was terrified. She froze. A million things flashed through her mind, horrible things, bloody things. She had read enough the night before to know what they were capable of. Her eyes were focused on Cain, his eyes were full of…fear. In that  moment, she realized that he was trying to help her, and she felt a push in the middle of her back. Shayna gasped, she tried to scream, but nothing came out. Her throat was too dry from the cold air.
    “Shayna,” Cain said, and stepped toward her with his hands held up defensively.
    She turned slowly. She knew she wasn’t dreaming, but she wished she was, she didn’t want to see what or who was behind her.
    A huge black figure loomed over her, and she was blinded by the white of the snow, and the sun peaking through the clouds. Shayna had to blink until her eyes focused. She was in awe.
    “Please don’t move too suddenly?” Cain begged. She heard crunching snow behind her, as he closed in.
    Shayna smiled and the massive beast stepped toward her. She put her hand out, palm up, and it placed it’s huge wet, velvety muzzle in her cupped hand. With her other hand she reached up to his head and scratched between his ears.
    “He’s amazing,” she said to Cain when he stood next to her. “Is he a Friesian?”
         “He is,” he looked at Shayna in disbelief. “How do you know?”
          “I work at a horse ranch in the summer. This is my favorite breed,” Shayna put her hand under his forelock and rubbed his head there. The huge black horse pushed his head into Shayna’s little body, in delight, and she stumbled into Cain’s arms, “He likes that,” she said laughing, and regained her footing in the snow..
         “This is amazing,” Cain said. He was in awe too, “This horse is the most dangerous horse I have ever owned, or encountered, yet he is like a kitten in your hands.”
         She smiled at him, she couldn’t decide who was more beautiful, Cain or the horse. He looked so handsome standing there in the snow, he wore no coat or jacket. Just a light blue, cotton button up shirt, and a pair of khaki slacks. It seemed so odd to Shayna.
    “What are you two doing here?”
    Cain pointed at the horse, “He likes to take me on adventures,” he said smiling, “He’s an escape artist.”
         Shayna examined the horse. He was very tall, at least seventeen hands, and jet black. His mane flowed over past his neck, and his tail trailed on the ground behind him. He’s perfect.She thought.
    “What is his name?” she asked Cain.
    “Obsidion,” he replied, then changed the subject, “Ya know, he was following you for a while. Don’t you ever look around you? You should be more observant out here by yourself.”
         “I grew up in these woods,” she told him, “If there was anything dangerous out here, I would know.”
         “What about him?” he said, pointing at Obsidion, “I’ve seen him kill two of my stable hands, and break a trainer’s back, and I had to tell you he was behind you. You didn’t have the slightest glimmer of danger in your thoughts.”
         “He’s not dangerous,” she rubbed her hands down the horses neck and over his back, as far as she could reach. Obsidion stomped his right front hoof into the snow, with a thud, and grunted.
         “He’s not dangerous to you apparently,” Cain said in observation, “I’ve never seen anything like it, it’s like he’s known you forever.”
          Shayna was mesmerized by the creature, Cain reached for his halter and Obsidion rared up , and pulled away from him.
         “Whoa!” he said