Book Two of The Broken Halo Series
Rheanon Nicole
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Publisher’s Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.
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CHAPTER ONE
“The woman’s name was Rosalinda Babic. She died October thirty-first, almost a year ago to this date.”
“How do you know her name?”
“I put in a call to the tattoo shop you went to. After numerous attempts all week your friend Tommy finally took my call. I will be meeting with him within the next twenty-four hours. His voice sounded as if he was in absolute shock that someone figured out their little secret. I told him he had no idea who this curse was bestowed on, and what kind of powers you had on your side that their little gypsy magic won’t phase in the slightest, if he doesn’t agree to meet with me.”
“So, you’re going to Colorado to meet with this guy in twenty-four hours? Wouldn’t that be like today? That will be almost Halloween, Davin.”
“Yes, but I will not be gone longer than a day, and you shall be in safe hands with Sully. He will take you and Gretchen to the Fall Harvest dance and I will be back shortly after you arrive there. I promise I won’t leave you for long. As much as I hate doing this, it’s something that needs to be done. We’re running out of choices and time. We have to face the fact that Xander probably isn’t coming for Halloween, and we also need to prepare for the worst with what may, or already has, happened to him. What is most important right now is your safety, not his.”
I made a sour face at him because whether he liked it or not Xander was important to me, and I didn’t want to lose hope that maybe this was all a big fluke, and an immense lack of communication. Also knowing Davin was leaving me made me feel a little uneasy, not that I didn’t trust Sully, but it just wasn’t the same. I knew Davin would give his life for me. Sully…not so much.
“Is it really necessary to leave now, so close to Halloween? I mean, we know I have a curse on me, and we know there’s a werewolf after all of us so shouldn’t we worry about bigger things right now, like killing this thing? Tommy can wait; the old hag is dead anyway.”
I was still lying in bed after a wonderful dreamless sleep, and Davin was lying next to me with his arm around my shoulders allowing me to cuddle into his chest. He laughed making my head bob up and down with each chuckle. We skipped school today because I had thankfully been able to sleep all night, and half of the morning with no complications. It was refreshing, making me feel like a whole new person today. Davin didn’t dare wake me.
“I’m leaving late tonight and will be back before you know it with hopefully some more information on what this thing wants from you. We already know what he wants from my family, and that’s revenge. My father has confirmed that Dalton Edward’s body was never buried, nor ever found after my grandfather’s attack. He disappeared completely and I think we know why that is.”
“How’d you find that out?”
“When the rest of the world sleeps the vampires come out to play.” He laughed, poking me in the side, making me giggle at his joke.
“Don’t you find angels mating with humans and gypsy curses, completely different entities than vampires and werewolves? It just doesn’t sound like it really goes hand in hand.”
“Darling, the paranormal can never be explained. Nothing makes sense when you become part of our world. How do you think there are so many hundreds of thousands of books stocked throughout every library, in all parts of the world, from every century and era, each a different experience? Different types of researchers, ranging from ghost experts to vampire hunters, angels and demons, witches and warlocks, vampires and werewolves, visions, psychics, out of body experiences, and hauntings. So, yes in a way we all go hand in hand.”
“I guess that makes sense. But with all that aside, I really don’t want you to leave me even if it is for only a day. Whenever you’re not around something always goes wrong; it’s imminent.”
“Remember Sully is an Ashford, too. Nothing will happen to you as long as you do as I say; which, with me gone, I hope you intend to do just that.”
“Of course I will, Davin. When have I not listened to you through all this?”
“The Cell. Need I say more?”
I slit my eyes at him, letting a small huff escape my mouth. He had me on that one, so I didn’t argue. Instead I pulled the covers a little farther up to my chin because there was a bite in the air when the covers lifted from him rolling out of the large bed.
When he drew back the heavy drapes to let in some sunlight, I was a little disappointed to see that the windows had frosted over, and not much light was coming in from the dreary sky to warm the room up. Every day winter was drawing nearer and nearer, and with that the days were getting darker and darker.
There was a light tap at Davin’s
