He’s telling the fucking truth.
“I want to know everything you do know. I don’t care how meaningless the detail is, I want it. Now start talking,” I growl, and he sobs louder as he begins spilling the contents of the scorpion pact he took.
I have to keep her safe. She’s my girl.
Forgotten Curse
Book Two of the Curse Trilogy
Published by C.M. Owens at Smashwords
Text Copyright 2013 by Christie M. Owens.
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Chapter 1
Starting over
I stare out at the churning winds dancing carelessly on the sands of the ground just outside the Hershian walls. I keep thinking Hale is going to do as he claimed to have done the last time.
He told me he sat outside the walls and hoped I would see him. It’s possible that was just a load of shit he spilled out when he was still enamored by me.
It still doesn’t make sense why he acted so in love, and then ran off after the phone call. Why work so incredibly hard to get me? Why wait until I was his to give up?
“Perhaps I should move your office up here. I think you spend every free second you have on this rooftop,” Nicholas laughs out while stripping me of my solitude.
I smile as I turn to face him, and I give a casual shrug to hide my true turmoil.
“I enjoy the fresh air, and it’s not like I’ve had too much free time in the three weeks I’ve been here. You weren’t kidding about staying busy next to the border,” I snicker out.
“I know. It’s certainly a task, but thanks to you, our conviction rate has sky rocketed. I’m thoroughly impressed, and you have no idea how thankful I am to have you here.”
“I’m happy to be somewhere I’m needed. It’s been an excellent distraction,” I sigh out while turning my attention back on the dry, empty lands shielded by the tinted sky.
“The humans hate the fact the sky stays tinted so much because of my kind, but it keeps them safe too. The uranium wasn’t filtered in the early days, and too much of it ripped holes in the ozone which freed those dangerous rays far too much. They’re lucky we needed the sky to be dimmed, otherwise, they would have to hide in darkness.”
I smile lightly at his defensiveness, and I lean back as I turn back around to face him.
“I never complain about the tinted sky, so you don’t have to defend your ancestors’ reasoning.”
“Technically, they’re your ancestors too,” he adds, and my smile disappears.
“This place is so different I almost forget how many full bloods hate my kind. How did you create such a Utopia where everyone gets a long so well?” I sigh while staring down at the hybrid children playing with full blood kids in the courtyards.
“It wasn’t easy, but we’re small. Membership here isn’t promised until you’ve proven yourself unbiased. If anyone treats a hybrid as someone less than themselves, they are dismissed, banished, and never welcome back.
“The hybrid kids here still refer to themselves as the forgotten, but it’s simply because they were abandoned. As far as their treatment, they have hybrid teachers who know and understand the needs and emotions of hybrid young ones. I recently got a grant that will allow for the school to be cushioned, and various extra curricular activities will be added.”
