Saved by the Spell (Anna Wolfe Series, Book #2) by Casey Keen Read Free Book Online Page B

can planewalk or travel through different worlds easily,” Roman says. “We call them Planewalkers.”
    “What does that even mean? What’s a Planewalker?” Janie questions, attempting to keep up with the never-ending supernatural glossary. 
    “It’s a ghost that can travel between the two planes—the Netherworld and here,” Valen says, pointing to the ground.
    “Planewalkers are ghosts who were murdered in their human form. This is why they have the ability to live between both worlds. Their spirits are restless because a demon stole them before it was their time to die.”
    “So, the normal folk who die and walk around are just lost?” Janie’s eyes swim in confusion, struggling to understand the difference.
    Roman shakes his head. “Ghosts that wander this plane have unfinished business, which has nothing to do with us or the Netherworld. When a demon swipes a human’s soul, the retribution for them is endless travel between here and the Netherworld. Think of it like an all-inclusive vacation, without any perks or fringes.”
    Martello sighs dramatically. “Doesn’t sound like much of a consolation prize to me.” He leans back in his chair , fanning his face with a napkin. “This world of yours seems to keep addin’ more confusion to my reality… it’s too early for this deep shit.”
    “Be that as it may,” Roman responds, flicking his wrist, “Kristy’s spiritual gift could help us at least locate Landon. I spoke with Vlad, the head vampire of the Netherworld, and he can’t find a trace of the Shadowalker.”
    “Not surprising,” Valen adds sarcastically.
    Roman ignores his dig and continues. “The thing is, he’s nearly impossible to find unless he wants to be found; but now, se eing how Kristy can see ghosts, they might be able to tell us where he is or call on him.”
    “What am I supposed to do? Just walk up to a ghost and say ‘Excuse me, sir or madam, would you happen to know where Landon is? He’s a Shadowalker?’”
    “That’s exactly what you’re going to do,” Roman answers with no hesitation.
    “Why don’t you or Valen go talk to a ghost? I’m sure you can see them too!” Kristy protests desperately.
    “We can’t see them. Because they're not fully Netherworlders or humans, only select people have the capability of being able to communicate with them,” Valen answers.
    “Select people?”
    “Psychics can either predict the future or see ghosts. It looks like you’re the latter.”
    Kristy’s expression freezes in horror. “Are you really saying I’m… I’m a psychic?”
    Roman shrugs. “We’re not one hundred percent sure, but chances are you’ve won the part.”
    Kristy groans, placing her head in her hands.
    “Ah, don’t take it so hard!” Roman jokes. “You’re lucky to have this gift.”
    Kristy shoots up from her chair, pointing her tiny finger at him. “Lucky? I’m far from lucky! I love Anna and I want to help her, but none of us know what’s going to happen when I start dipping my feet into this shitty, supernatural pool of yours!”
    “Listen to me, dear.” Roman strides right up to Kristy until her finger is bending from the force of his solid chest. Pulses of what Kristy assumes is his magic, vibrate the air between them, causing her to shift her weight uncomfortably. “You’re going to help us get Anna back, do you hear me? I don’t care about your petty human feelings or how reluctant you are to employ your gift. Saving Anna is my priority and I will do anything to make sure she’s safely here with us.” His gaze sparks with fury as it rips through her eyes. 
    “Roman, enough,” Valen barks, slapping his hand on his chest and pushing him away from her.
    Martello rolls his eyes at the never-ending drama as a shocked Kristy retreats to her seat.
    “Let me make this clear. Anna’s my priority, as she should be yours. We don’t have the luxury of thinking about ourselves and how our decisions impact our own lives. Got