Angie?” Julia’s eyes widened as she looked out at the harbor. Her hushed tone made Angie’s heart jump with alarm.
“Did one of the kids fall in?” Angie cried, magic already forming in her palms.
Julia slowly shook her head. Her normally tanned face grew pale. “No. But… please tell me I’m seeing things.”
Angie followed her gaze and saw a series of ripples on the surface of the bay. Rainbow swirls of oil-slicked water cast an iridescent sheen on the surface. A sense of dread filled her. “Wh-what did you see?”
Julia’s gaze shifted, her rich, caramel-colored eyes meeting Angie’s. “A creature.”
Angie stepped back. Creatures couldn’t be breaking into the present. The Sorceress could only create a portal through the threads of time… she wasn’t powerful enough to breach the true world timeline.
She glanced at the kids, who were too wrapped up in their own world to be taking stock of her and Julia’s conversation. Still, she reached for Julia’s arm and formed their connection. You must have seen something else. We haven’t been summoned for a mission. The Sorceress hasn’t opened another portal…
“Believe me,” Julia said, her chest rising and falling rapidly. “I know what I saw.”
Angie’s hands curled into fists as she scanned the bay once more. Cold sweat broke along the back of her neck. “We need to get the kids out of here.”
Julia nodded, but she kept glancing back at the ocean. “You passed out. I saw monsters in the water. What does this mean?”
Angie didn’t know. Visions. Involuntary teleportation. Creatures in the present timeline? This was something stronger than anything they had experienced before. “We ought to meet with Kaitlyn after work and try to find out.”
Julia shuddered. “In your creepy basement?”
“Creepy?”
“Sorry,” Julia said, her gaze flitting up before lowering. “I forget that you’ve been playing with animal skulls and eye of newt since you were a little girl.”
Angie smiled automatically, brushing off the comment. “It’s okay.” Julia didn’t mean anything by it. She hadn’t grown up with the magic. The crystals and candles that filled Angie’s basement helped hone their powers. The ancient artifacts and books had been passed down from her ancestors, from the priestesses who were first born with the power to harness the Fates’ magic. Just because they seemed normal to her didn’t mean Julia would feel the same.
She herded the kids into the bus and followed them inside, taking her seat behind the last row of Rainbow Rockers. “You need to sit up front with them, remember?”
“Oh, right,” Julia said, heading back to the front of the bus. Angie could tell that she wanted to talk about the magic, but they would have to wait until after work. They needed to keep their eyes on the kids for now, and besides, whatever they discussed, Kaitlyn should be a part of it. Angie adjusted her ball cap and tucked another loose strand of hair behind her ear before settling her hands on her legs, her fingers tapping against her thighs as thoughts of Kaitlyn caused her to swallow tightly. Kaitlyn needed to be a part of everything they did pertaining to the magic, now. She was the third Daughter of Fate, after all.
~ Chapter 5 ~
Kaitlyn
Kaitlyn pulled up to the two-storied house with the white picket fence. She took a moment to check her hair in her visor mirror before shutting the car door, running her black, glossy nails lightly along her car’s matching paint job.
Time to find out what the emergency is all about. She clicked her car alarm before dropping her keys into her purse. Angie’s little storybook life was too sugary-sweet for words. Pale blue flowers lined the walkway to the front door, the whole scene a stark contrast to the image she portrayed in her black flared miniskirt and halter top. A strip of hot pink laced the bodice, ending in a thick black bow. As soon as she had seen the shirt, she had searched the