Silver Blood (Series of Blood Book 1) Emma Hamm (mobile ebook reader .TXT) 📖

to become the same person as the human. All memories and thoughts are shared, as well as powers. Burke and his Dream Walker are now one and the same. It is likely why you have never spoken to the Dream Walker inside of him.”

“I had wondered…” Wren murmured as her thoughts clouded with uncertainty once more.

Gaia shifted forward until her knees nearly pressed against Wren’s. She reached out to take Wren’s hands in her own. Wren stared down at the perfectly manicured fingers that were wrapped around hers. She was uncertain, feeling ill, and so off balance without E’s voice in her head. Too much was happening, and she needed the creature’s advice.

“I want to talk to E,” Wren said quietly.

“E is not here.” Gaia squeezed her hands. “You need to be able to stand on your own, my dear. This decision is yours, not the mystery creature’s inside of you.”

She had already fought this battle in her head. Wren was ready to tell Gaia to stuff it, but there was a part of her that hesitated. She didn’t want to anger E. They had spent far too many years together to not trust that it was making the right decision for her.

But Gaia’s words echoed in her head. She should be able to stand on her own. She should be able to make her own decisions without E telling her what to do. Had she always been like this? Had she always relied upon the creature inside of her to point her in the right direction of her life?

She started to shake. Her hands curled into fists within Gaia’s grasp, and her head started to pound once more. Time was standing still, or so it seemed to Wren, as she fought an inner battle with herself. Do the right thing or satisfy the curiosity that had never stopped burning within her.

E had been with her since day one. That couldn’t, and shouldn’t, be wiped away just because she had a chance to find something out. But she had never made a decision on her own, now had she? This was her moment to make a decision all on her own.

The child inside of her screamed for some sort of answer. And when she delved a little deeper into the caverns of her mind, Wren realized that the adult wanted to have answers as well. There were too many shadows between E and Wren. It needed to end whether E wanted her to know or not.

Looking up from their clasped hands, Wren made eye contact with Gaia’s sky blue eyes. She held her gaze for a moment, before nodding.

“Alright. What do I need to do?”

Gaia yanked her hands away and instantly stood. “Lovely. I’ll have Lyra bring you down, and I will meet you there.”

The dark haired woman, Lyra, stepped forward as Gaia left the room. Wren could still smell Gaia’s perfume, which was now cloying. Had she made a mistake? She felt as though she might have made a mistake.

Wren stared down at her now empty hands and wondered when she had become so dependent. E had always been there to offer advice to her. A bitter taste in her mouth was left as she wondered if she had allowed Gaia to sway her decision.

“I didn’t think you’d agree to it,” Lyra said.

Wren looked up from her hands. “I don’t feel good about it.”

“We all do a lot of things we don’t feel good about.”

Lyra placed her hand gently against Wren’s shoulder. The need for comfort nearly made Wren let it stay where it was. She regretted making the decision but also felt no need to back peddle. She would do this and either be glad she did or regret it for the rest of her life.

Wren moved away from the hand on her shoulder.

“I haven’t forgotten that you hit me with two different darts and kidnapped me.”

A sparkling grin was her response. “Yeah, but we did a good job with it.”

“Excuse me?”

“We could have hit you over the back of the head and carried you off in the night. But we didn’t. We just… improvised a little.”

Wren stood up and stretched. “How did you get me back here anyways?”

“Jasper. He can teleport.”

“What?” Wren blinked at her in confusion. She was astounded that the giant man was capable of that.

Calmly, Lyra allowed her to think. She waited for Wren’s thought bubble to burst with a quirked head and a grin on her face.

“Teleportation!” She snapped her fingers as she squeaked the words. “I haven’t ever heard of a creature that could do that.”

“Yeah me neither.” Lyra walked towards the door and held it open for Wren to walk through. “He’s the only one as far as I know. Not really sure what he is. In case you couldn’t guess, Jasper’s the closed lip kind of guy.”

“So he’s like me? A Curiosity?”

“Oh no. He knows what he is. Got the black eyes to prove it. He just doesn’t tell a lot of people.”

Wren watched as the tiny woman paused for a moment to lock the door and then started leading her down the long hallway. She was light on her feet. Lyra fairly bounced next to Wren who was much more resigned in her movements.

“Then what are you?” Wren asked.

“You know it’s rude to ask a girl that.”

“I’m not asking how old you are or when your first kiss was.” The grumbled mutter caused another giddy smile to break across Lyra’s face.

“Siren is the general species I suppose.”

“Like the singing ones?”

“Never been a good singer.” Considering she had a raspy voice, Wren could believe that. “I’m more affiliated with the water aspect.”

“How so?”

Lyra pointed to her ears. “I leak.”

The statement was so off hand that Wren had to pause in her walking to stare at the smaller woman in confusion. Lyra continued walking until she noticed that Wren was no longer following her. She turned on a heel and arched an eyebrow.

“You leak? What the hell does that mean?”

“I leak