Tortured Souls (The Orion Circle) by Kimber Leigh Wheaton Read Free Book Online

bull and a coyote. Not sure how they managed that but the reports came back from Texas A&M this morning. DNA results show canis latrans and canis lupus, specifically the American Pit Bull Terrier. I will admit it was one ugly, mean-looking sucker though. Can’t blame the poor guy who shot it through the head for thinking it was some sort of monster. It was attacking his cattle—guy lost two calves to that beast.”
    “We’ve been invited to participate in a hunt for a possible rogue werewolf this weekend by the UT Austin chapter,” Mr. Kincaid says as he glances around the table. Werewolves too? “This will be a potentially dangerous assignment. Any volunteers?” Daniel’s hand flies up along with a girl I haven’t met yet. “Daniel and Yolanda see me after the meeting for your assignment details. Unless there is any other new business, we are finished for today.” He pauses waiting to see if there is any objection. “Alright then, meeting adjourned.”
    Everyone stands and begins talking among themselves leaving me feeling a bit uncomfortable. Logan jumps up and beckons for me to follow him.
    “Come on, Kacie,” he says, leading me across the room. “It’ll be more comfortable to relax in the sitting area by the library than to stay here. We’ll keep the introductions brief so you don’t feel overwhelmed.”

Chapter Six — New Friends
    Chapter Six
    New Friends

    The storm continues to rage outside as I follow Logan over to the large sitting area. So much for weather reports—they said a thirty percent chance of rain today. A quick glance outside shows a one hundred percent chance of flooding based on the deluge striking the windows.
    Setting my bag on the floor, I join Logan on one of the two brown leather sofas. My hand strokes the buttery soft leather, cool to the touch in the warm room. It’s a nervous gesture, I’m well aware of that but one I can get away with given the circumstances. As I try to calm my frayed nerves, Mrs. Kincaid walks over and settles into the chair adjacent to my seat on the sofa. She gazes at me for several seconds before giving me a serene smile.
    “I’m so sorry about what happened to you, Kacie,” she murmurs, sorrow reflected in the depths of her eyes.
    Calmness settles over me. I lean into the arm of the sofa, resting my head on my hand. Her voice is soothing, wrapping around me like a fluffy blanket. It makes me feel at ease.
    “I’m also a psychic medium with parents who didn’t understand my gifts. It can be very hard for some people to accept anything they can’t see with their own eyes. My adolescence was fraught with conflict, but I’m happy to say I have a good relationship with my parents now.”
    She leans forward in her chair before continuing. “I’m Anna Kincaid, married to Roger Kincaid who is a psychic null. He does, however, believe strongly in psychic ability, living proof that some people are able to make the leap of faith to accept what they themselves can’t experience. Of course he’s a physicist so I suppose his whole career revolves around particles one can’t see with the naked eye, if at all.” She pauses, glancing over at Mr. Kincaid with so much love in her eyes. “I’m the president of the Orion Circle, San Antonio chapter. We have hundreds of chapters across the United States, most are at universities but some are at high schools. We’re short on time today so I’ll spare you the history lesson. I want you to have a chance to meet everyone.”
    Giving me one last smile, she rises from the chair and walks away. Her spot is taken by Rebecca. I already like her due to her kindness during the meeting. The brunette girl stares at me for a moment before pushing her glasses back up her nose with her index finger. Now that she’s closer, I can see her eyes are an odd shade of green, almost yellow green, very striking.
    “I’m Rebecca, I’m a lead investigator and researcher for our chapter,” she says, extending her hand in