The Breaker's Resolution: (YA Paranormal Romance) (Fixed Points Book 4) by Conner Kressley Read Free Book Online Page A

to do but also my brother’s best interests at the time.
    “The reason he hasn’t yet woken up, is decidedly more human in nature.”
    “Stop speaking in riddles,” I commanded as my heart sped up.
    “Sorry Dead Boy,” Luca chuckled. “It comes with the territory now, I think.”  He turned toward the television on the counter. “There’s a memory disc there. It was pulled from a guard whose mind had been wiped.” He folded his arms. “Luckily for you, my new powers not only showed me where to look, but how to get around those psionic barriers too.” He walked toward me as I neared the disc, which I now saw lay on top of the dusty television. “I want you to hold it. I want you to use your powers in whatever way you have to ensure yourself that what you’re about to see on that disc hasn’t been tampered with. You need to know that what you’re about to see is real.”
    I was apprehensive. I hated talking to Luca. So the idea of trusting him was as far out as Jupiter. But he had piqued my interest, and truth be told I had no idea how to cure Sevie. This was my only shot.
    I picked the dusty disc up and rolled it around in my hands. My powers activated. A surge of heat ran through me and then I saw the disc as it truly was, energy pulled from someone’s mind.  It was bright and swirling, but there was no shade. Not an ounce. This, whatever it was, was the real deal.
    “Satisfied?” Luca asked.
    “What is it?” I asked in return.
    “The truth you never considered. The snake that crept into your garden.” Luca raised his hands again. “You tried so hard and fought so long trying to keep Cresta safe. You cursed her enemies, and never considered that you might have some of your own.” He dipped his head. “The Bloodmoon has allies, allies who are both powerful and persistent. And they want nothing more than to see you weakened, to see you dead. They’ll come with pitchforks and tall tales. They’ll knock you back to the Stone Age if they can. And they’ll rip you apart using that which you love the most.”
    My breaths came frantically now. I hadn’t meant for it to happen, but Luca’s words were wrapping me up and pushing on all of my buttons.
    “What are you-“
    But before I could finish, he grabbed my hand.
    “Your brother was training, did you know that? He was going to use his gifts to help transport people to and from the Hourglass. That’s when it happened.”
    “That’s when what happened?” I asked, with my hand still in Luca James’.
    “This,” he said ominously and pressed my palm flat against the memory disc.
    I was out of the room now, and standing in a transportation area I had only been to once before, the day I came here from Weathersby.
    Sevie lay unconscious on one of the tables. He was experiencing the sleep; standard protocol when training to work with it for the rest of your life. The eyes I was looking out of weren’t mine. They belonged to a guard whose face I would never see.
    Still, I could feel what he felt. He was bored, hungry, and more than a little groggy. He slumped against the wall and thought about pastries.
    That was when a shadowed figure darted into his line of sight.
    “You’re not supposed to be here!” The man shouted at the figure. It was a man, no a boy. He was young, about my age with sandy hair and a long back that was turned to me.
    He leaned over Sevie and, in his lithe hand, I saw a needle full of green liquid.
    My heart started to flutter, or was that the guard’s? It was so hard to tell like this.
    “Get away from him!” The guard said, and moved toward the boy. But he was too late. The boy had already stuck the needle into Sevie’s right arm and was injecting the liquid.
    “Stop this instant!” The guard said and grabbed the boy’s shoulder, spinning him to face me.
    I recognized him immediately. The sandy hair, the cocky smile, that lanky face. Royce stood in front of me, staring at the guard with a ‘smarter than you’ look