The Allotter:The Threads of Destiny by Kimberlie L. Faye Read Free Book Online Page A

illuminated the sky followed by a deep vibration of the earth. Was this an earthquake? She tried to focus on what he was focusing on, unable to see, temporarily blinded by the light. Through black spots in her vision, she saw a figure glide to a stop in front of the SUV. A figure with wings. She shook her head to clear her vision, blinking her eyes in an attempt to see with sharper clarity.
      Shielding her eyes with her hands, Evie stared through the searing headache she now had as the blinding light compounded the pain. She couldn ’t look away; the pressure in her head was inescapable. The figure was large, like the man sitting next to her in the driver’s seat, but did not have wings. She shook her head thinking she must be hallucinating. The light began to dissipate slowly, engulfing the highway in darkness once again. No street lights, no headlights from other vehicles. In fact, there were still no other vehicles on the highway. It was deserted. Empty.
      She blinked rapidly, trying to focus on the stranger outside. “Sid, do you know him? What is happening right now?” she whispered as if the person or being outside of the car could hear her through the vehicle.
      She was not surprised that he did not answer her. Instead, he commanded, “Stay inside the car.”  As he opened the door, he crumpled the window frame with his hand. The door came off its hinges with a crack as he stepped out of the SUV and tossed it haphazardly over the highway median. He looked over at her, lifted his hand, and waved it, palm out, in her direction. The unique lines that made up the intricate web of his palm print subtly illuminated his hand. The eerie silver light intensified until she felt a sudden pull in her chest, as if an invisible thread tugged on her heart. She tried to form words, plea to be set free, but some unseen force immobilized her.
      Evie ’s mouth dropped open in shock, unable to move, think, or speak. She watched the unbelievable display happening before her, as if she was in an audience at a theatre. She was frozen in place, thinking at first that the shock was holding her there until she realized she couldn’t move if she tried. Her blood began to rush a chaotic tempo through her ears.
      “I found her first, so you can just flitter back to your master. You are not going to get your righteous hands on her. You’re too late.” Sid faced off against the stranger like a gunslinger would in an old western movie. They stood, roughly one hundred paces away from each other. The stranger stood shrouded in darkness in the middle lane of the empty highway. Evie tried to move her limbs, horrified that they were immobilized against her sides. Hanging open, her mouth became dry, her tongue retracting back into her throat. She tried to close her mouth, to swallow, nothing happened. She tried to blink only to find her eyes plastered open by some unseen force, her eyes drying and burning like hot coals were pressed into the sockets.
      The stranger spoke, his voice deep and low, deceptively calm. “You’re going to end up killing her, Deimos.”
      His name was Deimos ? As if she should be surprised, that he lied about his name.
    “Release her. She will not be of any use to anyone if she is catatonic or dead. I have to give you some credit; I do not know how you remained undetected for as long as you did. You know you cannot have her. She is protected, sacred.” The stranger said the last as if speaking to a child.
      Sid ’s body went rigid with barely leashed rage. “How dare you speak to me in such a way? As if your hierarchy allows as such. You are not above me you self-righteous ass. “ Sid’s body quaked with rage, as the air became thick and charged with malevolent energy as the sky began to churn anxious and tempestuous flurries of ice mixed with occasional bursts of lightening. “Hiding her away is wrong and you know it.” A sardonic laugh twisted Sid’s mouth. “The mighty one is worried,