The Turquoise Tower (Revenant Wyrd Book 6) by Travis Simmons Read Free Book Online Page B

ahead. If she was right, this figure was straight ahead of them. Now that she had seen the woman in her mind, she could feel her out there in the night.
    “I have to go there,” Angelica said, nodding forward.
    “We should wait for the others,” Caldamron said.
    “I can’t wait,” she pushed to her feet, but Caldamron gripped her wrist painfully. His claws bit into her flesh, stopping her from pulling away.
    “Maybe you didn’t understand me, LaFaye. We will wait for the others.” There was a rumble in his voice that stopped Angelica in her struggle to be free of his grip. She realized then that a guard was so much more than keeping you safe from outside sources. They would also keep you safe from your momentary lack of judgment.
    “Alright,” Angelica conceded. “You’re right. With everything we’ve been through it is silly for me to go looking in the darkness for something.”
    Caldamron nodded, and then Angelic thought how truly stupid her attempts to scout out something in the darkness had been. Not only would she get separated from her group in the endless expanse of the mountain highlands, but she would walk right into the grips of whatever was messing with her mind.
    There was a loud bang and a small flash of light in the direction that Jovian and Maeven had vanished into. Angelica jumped, raising her gun. Caldamron placed a hand on her arm and pushed the gun down gently.
    “That was their gun,” he said.
    Another bang and a spark of light.
    “Are they okay?” Angelica asked.
    “We can go to them if you would like,” Caldamron said. But then a hoot of excitement came to their ears from where the guns fired, and Angelica sighed.
    “No, I think they’re okay. We’ll wait here.”
    “What do you think it is, anyway?” Caldamron asked motioning with his chin in the direction Angelica had wanted to explore.
    “I don’t know.” But Angelica had an idea what it could be.
    “Are we ready?” Jovian asked, cutting short her train of thought. He held up three rabbit carcasses, skinned and gutted already.
    “This should do for tomorrow night,” Maeven said. “We’ll hunt more tomorrow while we travel.”
    “Is there something wrong?” Jovian asked, sensing the tension of the group.
    “I just want to get back to the cave,” Angelica decided. She looked in the direction where she had felt the figure and shuddered, but the presence was gone.
    On the way back to the cave Jovian fell back beside Angelica and pressed her further for information. She told him what she had felt, the dizziness that came with it, and the rotting face of Amber in her mind.
    Jovian’s eyes grew dark.
    “Do you really think it could be a verax-acis?” Angelica asked, speaking the name that had been in her thoughts since she had seen the shadows part in her mind and the image of the woman flood her third eye.
    “What else could it be?” Jovian asked as they neared the cave. Faint yellow firelight spilled out of the cave opening. The smell of roasted meat came to Angelica’s nose, and her stomach growled painfully.
    “I don’t know. I know they said the dungeons in the Ivory City had been emptied of verax-acis, but I didn’t give it much thought.”
    Jovian and Angelica drew to a halt outside of the cave. Maeven took the carcasses from Jovian, and with Caldamron he disappeared into the cave.
    “He used them last time,” Jovian said. In the distance an owl hooted. He didn’t have to say who he was. Angelica knew he meant Arael.
    “That’s what everyone says,” she agreed. “So what do we do? Can they be killed?”
    “Everything can be killed,” Jovian said. “We just have to get through their mind games to see the real them.”
    “Should it be a consolation that they won’t kill us before we get to the Turquoise Tower?” Angelica wondered.
    “No, because while they wouldn’t kill you or I, there’s no telling what they will do with the others. We can’t think we are safe for a moment.”
    And