Текст книги "The Promise"

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Chapter 47

(Alex)

The light was warm as it took me away. I could feel her pulse racing to the very end. She was terrified of her death and I wanted to tell her that it was okay that she wouldn’t die. But I couldn’t.

When I opened my eyes, I was lying on the floor of the burnt house in Iceland. The cry of the Banshee was nails to my ears. I pushed to my feet, searching for her, wanting to get this over with.

She was curled in the corner, in her hag form, her skin wrinkled and tattered. Her thin hair hung in her eyes and she showed me her yellow teeth as she smiled. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

I stuffed my hands in my pockets. “Have you? I’m so thrilled.” She crept to her feet. “I can’t believe I have you. I’ve waited forever to get my hands on a soul like yours. Not many humans like to throw theirs away so carelessly.”

“It wasn’t carelessly,” I replied, thinking of Gemma. Had she woken up and realized she was still alive?

She trialed her fingernails along my shoulder and then ran her hands through my hair. “It seems careless if you ask me throwing your soul away, all to save the life of a human girl.” I swatted her hand away. “First off, stay the hell away from me. Just because you own my soul doesn’t mean you can put your gross, wrinkly hands on me.” She snarled and then smiled wickedly. “You re mine now and I’ll do whatever I want with you.” Then she danced around, shifting into her other form. Her hair thickened and her skin 235

smoothed over. “There. Is that better for you?” She reached for me again.

I shoved her back. “I said don’t touch me.”

“You can be bitter all you want,” she replied. “But eventually I’ll break you.” I was already broken. “So what s next? Do you make me your slave? Send me to the Afterlife?

Tell me what your great plan is.”

She traced her hands along the burnt walls and pieces crumbled to the floor. “You’re very ungrateful. When you came here asking me to take your soul in return for freeing the girl’s, I thought I was doing you a favor.”

“You were.” I gritted my teeth. “But it doesn’t mean I hate you any less.” She dropped her hand, smacking her lips. “Free souls are hard to find. Even Helena herself would kill for one. The power yours will give me can help me take her down.”

“So that’s your big plan,” I said, snorting a laugh. “You take my soul and try to take down the Queen of the Afterlife. Great plan. You really must be a true genius.” She lunged for me, wringing my neck and pinning me against the wall. And I let her because I had no fight left in me.

“Defend yourself,” she growled. “Or it won’t be any fun.”

“Let him go.” The voice chilled the air, but warmed my skin.

The Banshee let me go, her lips trembling as she turned for the doorway. A woman with white hair, blood red lips, and silver eyes stood in her path.

The Banshee bowed her head. “I’m sorry Annabella. But he gave me his soul.” 236

“His soul wasn’t his to give.” Annabella walked into the room, glancing around at the charred walls. “So this is what the entrance of the Afterlife has come to. Looks like things have taken a turn for the worse.”

“They have,” the Banshee said excitedly. “Perhaps soon, Helena will no longer rule.” Annabella shoved her to the floor. “I may not like my sister. But to utter such words about her in my presence is dishonorable.”

The Banshee wept and curled into a ball. “I’m so sorry.”

Annabella ignored her, her silvery eyes landing on me. “So this is what you offered in exchange for the freedom of her soul.” She pulled a disgusted face at the room. “Very brave of you.”

“You’re the Queen of the Afterlife’s sister?” I asked. “So that makes you the —”

“It makes me nothing,” she said. “I choose to be whatever I am. But if you want to know what I reign over, it’s the essences.”

I grew worried that something had gone wrong. “Why are you here?” She eyed me over. “I think what you really want to ask is if she’s okay, if she lived because of your sacrifice?”

“Is she?” I asked. “Is she still alive?”

She pressed her lips together and her gaze was heavy. “Tell me, why did you do it?”

“Because she was my other half,” I said. “And because I love her.”

“Other half?” she considered this with curiosity. “It’s a beautiful concept to me, and maybe that’s why I m doing this. It’s an amazing gift for two humans to bond themselves together as 237

tight as you have.”

“What are you doing?” My eyes darted to the Banshee as she crawled for Annabella.

“Please don’t take him from me,” she begged. “I need him.”

“So you can try and take Helena’s place.” She laughed. “That’ll never happen.” Then she whirled her back on me. “Make sure you live your life the way you want. Second chances are precious and don’t come around often.”

Before I could ask her what she meant, I was sucked away into blackness.

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Chapter 48

(Gemma)

The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was the sky. It was crystal blue, the clearest I’d ever seen it. I could hear rippling water, the song of the wind, the breaths of the birds and animals.

I could hear life.

His hand was still in mine, but his skin was cold. I quickly sat up and leaned over him. “Alex, can you hear me.” He lay motionless and I shook him gently. “Alex, wake up.” But he didn’t stir. I put my hand on his chest. He wasn’t breathing. I sucked back my tears.

“But you weren’t supposed to die.”

And then all at once his eyes opened and it was like every ounce of worry and pain elevated from my body. “Oh my God.” I sighed back, resting my hands against the grass.

He sat up and clutched his head. “What the heck happened?”

“We died,” I said. “But everything’s okay now.”

He arched his eyebrow at me. “You died? But you weren’t supposed to.”

“When I was in the Afterlife.” I shielded my eyes from the sun. “I told Helena I would give her my soul when I died, in exchange for your life.”

He suppressed a smile.

“What’s so funny?” I asked.

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“Nothing, it’s just that I made the same promise with a Banshee.” He lay on the grass, shaking his head and smiling. “God, we really are bonded together. We even made the same self-sacrificing choice.” Then he turned serious. “But why are we here? Alive?” I traced the scar on my palm. “Because our souls are connected. If they take one, they take us both.”

He sat up, pressing his hand into mine. “Then why not take us both?”

“Because good does exist apparently.”

“It was the promise,” he said, finally explaining. “When we made the Forever Promise, our souls mix with each other.”

“Did you…” I hesitated. “Did you know that when you did it?” He tangled our fingers, pressing back an amused grin. “I told you, I know everything.” I shook my head, but smiled. And it was easy like air. “Do you feel that?”

“Feel what?”

“Exactly.”

The electricity was gone. Even though it had brought intensity, it had also brought pain. And I was glad to see it go.

We sat, staring at the water, stained with the ashes of the evil that eventually would drift away. The peaceful moment was interrupted when my wrist began to burn. At first I didn’t look, not wanting to move and shattered the calm bubble that had built around us. But the pain became too intense and I tore my eyes from the water and turned my arm over.

Tattooing my wrist was a simple outline of a star. I traced the lines with my fingers, curious what it was. Then Alex put his wrist next to mine and I understood.

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“Is it ours?” I asked.

He pressed his lips together and smiled. “I think it is.”

As the sun slipped away behind the mountains and the stars awoke, he touched his lips to mine. And we stayed that way for as long as we wanted.

No more rush, no more worry. We had all the time in the world.

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Chapter 49

(Gemma)

“ She was a mean little thing,” I pulled a face. “And I didn’t expect her to be so… so…”

“Short?” Laylen finished for me and then laughed. “What did you think? That faeries had to be tall or something?” He nudged my shoulder.

I stuck out my tongue. “No, but I expected the Empress of the Faerie realm to be tall.” I ducked underneath a branch as we made our way back. “And what were those little creatures? One of them tried to bite me.”

“Those were sprites.” Aislin shoved through a screen of vines. “They’re mean!”

“Did you know you’ll turn into one if they bite you,” he said and I couldn’t tell if he was joking.

“I still can’t believe Aleesa didn’t want to come back.” I hopped over a tree trunk that extended across the path.

“I’m not,” Laylen said. “She was always a little off. She’ll fit right in.” I heard the pitter-patter of tiny footsteps and glanced back just in time to see a sprite, with its wings out, running at an impressive speed for such tiny legs. It leapt for my ankle and I drop kicked it like a soccer ball. It flew through the air and landed far back in the trees with a thud.

“Wow, she’s mean,” Aislin kidded.

“Well, I don’t want to turn into one of them,” I said.

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I pulled a face and sped up, leaving the two of them behind, anxious to get back to the castle.

As I broke through the faerie realm and stepped out onto the land that fronted the Keeper’s castle, my heart leapt with excitement.

When I d decided to go with them, I didn’t realize what I was getting myself into. And it turned out to be a waste of a trip anyway.

I headed inside, glad to be back to the normal world. Even though we weren’t connected by the electricity anymore, I still could sense where he was and I walked straight to the back room.

He was with Sophia, who wasn’t all that bad, once the evil had left her. Still, though, I struggled sometimes to be around her because it reminded me of the past.

The two of them were huddled over a book, in front of the fireplace, talking about something.

His eyes found mine and he smiled in a way that made my skin warm with my own heat.

“I’ll be right back,” Sophia said and then she saw me she smiled. “You guys made it back okay?”

“Yeah, Aislin and Laylen are coming.” I nodded at the window.

“Good. I’m glad you’re okay.” She stood in front of me awkwardly. She acted like she wanted to say more, but smiled instead and walked out the door.

She did that a lot. Perhaps one day she’d finally be able say what was on her mind.

Alex closed the book and walked across the room, carrying something in his hands.

“Did you two find out anything about how to free a Foreseer from the Room of Forbidden?” I asked.

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your dad… although, it’ll be kind of difficult.”

“We saved the world.” I said. “So I’m sure we can do it, whatever it is.”

“I’m sure we can.” He laughed and then paused. “So did you guys get everything taken care of?”

I shook my head. “Nope. Not even close.”

He laughed softly, putting his hand on my hip. “Isn’t that always the case?” I let out a sigh. “Aleesa didn’t want to come back. I guess she liked it there. But the Empress, I mean Luna, still thinks Aislin owes her the spell.”

He slid his hand up my back and hooked something around my neck.

I stared down at my violet-stoned locket. “Where did you get this?” He winked at me. “Where you lost it.”

I clasped the heart-shaped pendant in my hand, forcing the tears back as I thought of my mother. “But how did you get it back from them?”

He arched an eyebrow. “You think two witches scare me?”

I shook my head, wondering what had really happened.

“So what’s Aislin going to do?” He asked. “With the spell? She’s not going to do it is she?” I shrugged. “She told the Empress she’d work on it.”

“Work on it.” He sketched his finger down my cheek. “She’s powerful enough to do the spell on her own.”

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“Yeah, but Luna doesn’t know that.” I frowned, remembering the faerie realm. I’d always thought Nicholas was bad, but he definitely was the more tolerable of the faerie breed. I’d seen him once since it all happened and wasn’t surprised he’d returned to being his trickster self. “And I still don’t get why Aleesa wanted to stay there. I mean, I know she thinks she likes it, but that place was just weird.”

“Aleesa’s weird.” He smiled, moving his lips for mine. “And what does it matter if she’s happy.”

“You’re right,” I said and met him the rest of the way, pressing my lips to his.

We kissed, our souls beating as one. Always and forever.

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Jessica Sorensenlives with her husband and three kids in the snowy mountains of Wyoming, where she spends most of her time reading, wring, and hanging out with her family.

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