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Immortal prophecy, p.14

Immortal Prophecy, page 14


Immortal Prophecy

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  “I can enlighten you.” James said. “As for what we can do, we aren’t limitless but there isn’t much out of our grasp. We can read and control minds with compulsion. Although most of us are drones, if you like, a few have extra talents and are more powerful. We have Empaths, Seers, Warriors, Guardians, and Elders,” he paused. “Damian was a warrior. He was one of the most skilled immortals we’d ever seen.” The sadness James experienced was obvious in his voice.

  Ally sympathised. Like James, she understood the pain and suffering caused by losing people you loved. “I see the emotions that run through you and Gran when he is mentioned. He must’ve been a remarkable man. I’m sorry he was taken from you.”

  She saw genuine gratitude in his eyes. “Thank you, Ally.”

  He nudged his horse to keep walking while they spoke. Ally did the same and listened intently as he continued telling her of the immortals.

  “Apart from reading minds, we can create fireballs out of thin air.” He held out his palm and demonstrated.

  Ally gasped and her eyes widened as she watched the little flame dancing in the breeze. “That’s incredible.”

  He smiled and extinguished the flame with a thought. “Very handy for destroying vampires. We can move at preternatural speed, and we have what you would call a sixth sense. It reality it’s just enhanced instincts, but that’s the best way to explain it.”

  “How do you do the fire thing?”

  “Immortals are Fire Elementals, we draw on the energy of the earth and every living breathing thing around us; plants, trees, the ground, and the like. In channelling that energy we can direct it to do our will. Creating a fireball, a wave of flame, and so on, although few can do that. It takes a lot of practice and skill. Most of us stick to fireballs.”

  Ally rolled her eyes. “You could have told me the cool stuff at the beginning.”

  He laughed. “I wish you’d have asked earlier. Things might have gone a lot smoother.”

  “I wouldn’t go that far, but it would’ve been nice to have been told about the perks as well as the doom and gloom.”

  “There’s a lot of perks to being an immortal, but you’re right, we’ve focused on the negative side of things. Vincent and the prophecy have been in the front of our minds, so we fixated on that.”

  He was being gentle with her. She appreciated it.

  “Anything else I should know about the immortals?” These were her people, and she needed to learn everything about them. She also needed to find out about the vampires if she wanted to defeat them, but one thing at a time.

  James looked at her. “There are lots of minor things, but you’ll find out most of them along the way.”

  Ally took a breath, giving herself a moment to absorb. “What’s an Elder?”

  “Ah, well,” he began. “We don’t have any Elders left anymore. Vincent slaughtered them during the raid on our village. He made sure he took them out first.”

  “That’s awful.”

  “He isn’t known for his nice qualities. But before that happened, we had a group of immortals who guided our people. My mother and father, the Carlisles, were part of the group, but they’d moved on from this earth before the attack.”

  “Why? What happened to them?” Ally interrupted.

  He shrugged. “We never discovered what made them decide to do it. One morning they were just gone.”

  “I’m sorry.”

  He gave her a weak smile. “The new Elder council will be formed one by one, with you at the helm. It’s part of the prophecy.”

  Ally raised her eyebrows in surprise. “Really? What does the council do?”

  “Its purpose was and will be to give guidance and leadership to the immortals. The prophecy states that once all the members have been found and united, it will be time to take out Vincent. With the full power of the council behind you, we should be victorious.”

  “So, this is all in the prophecy?”

  He nodded in response.

  “Where is the prophecy? Can I see it?” she asked, overwhelmed by the added responsibility being placed on her shoulders.

  “You have as much right as anyone to see it,” he said with a smile. “I keep the parchment in my study, in a safe. Only I can access it.”

  Ally nodded, then tackled another topic she didn’t fully understand.

  She took a deep breath. “Tell me about soulmates.”

  He looked surprised. “What do you want to know?”

  “Is it always like this?”

  “You mean like it is between us?” he clarified.

  She nodded.

  “Then yes, it’s always like this.”

  “Doesn’t it bother you that you have no choice in all this? That your partner is preordained, and you don’t get to choose?” she asked bluntly.

  He gave a startled laugh.

  She realised that she’d insulted him. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that the way it sounded.”

  “I understand what you meant, Ally, don’t apologise. It doesn’t bother me because you were made for me, my perfect half. If I had been given the choice to choose for myself, I would never have been able to find anyone more desirable, beautiful, or perfectly suited to me than you are. And I am the same for you.”

  She studied him for a moment and concluded that he was right. He was all those things to her and more. She kicked Destiny into a canter, needing to feel the wind rushing past her and more importantly she didn’t want to think for a while. She had more questions, but they could wait until later.

  Ally looked behind her to see James hot on her heels and smiled brilliantly as she drove Destiny harder. The horse beneath her was born to run. Elation soared through her, riding her horse, with the beautiful highlands stretched out before her and James beside her. They galloped across the highlands until they came across a grassy hill overlooking another loch and the nearby glen. James called out to stop so they could have lunch.

  He dismounted and pulled out a blanket for them to sit on and grabbed the packed lunch that Sophie had prepared for them. Ally sat and looked around while he unpacked the lunch and laid it before her. She never wanted to leave this place. The dread found its way back into her mind, and she realised she may never leave, but not in the way she imagined. If Vincent killed her...

  James interrupted her thoughts. “Wine?”

  Ally regarded him for a moment before the question registered. “I’d love one.”

  The spread before her was impressive. It included a bottle of red wine, cold chicken sandwiches, and two mini cheesecakes. Simple and perfect, she loved it.

  “Let me guess, your sources told you I love cheesecake and cold chicken sandwiches.”

  His lips curved into a smile.

  “My grandmother should stop giving you an unfair advantage over me,” she joked.

  “Lass, I need all the help I can get,” he said dryly.

  She couldn’t help but laugh at that. It was partly true, she felt sorry for him but admired his perseverance.

  “How did you leave this place, it’s incredible?” she asked staring at the mountains. “How long have you been away?”

  He looked around at the scene before him. James was glad she loved this land as much as he did. “I haven’t been home for five years.”

  “You haven’t been back once in those five years?”

  “There was nothing here for me, my place was guarding you,” he said with a seriousness that surprised her.

  “What about Sophie and Henry?”

  “I love them like family,” he paused not wanting to upset the fragile balance of understanding they had, but it was time to be honest with her. “You can’t understand yet but you are my love and my world. I would never have risked leaving you even for a day once I found you. I had to stay away from you, but I would never have left you unguarded.”

  His pain ripped through her, watching and guarding something you loved from a distance for five long years, never having it quite within your reach. Her heart br
oke for him and the guilt returned. She’d been the reason for his pain.

  “No, you weren’t,” he said firmly.

  She looked startled then realised he was listening in again. She narrowed her eyes at him.

  “You were yelling again and I couldn’t ignore that.”

  She stopped glaring at him.

  “You weren’t responsible for the pain and I’d go through it all again to keep you safe,” he said and took her hand in his.

  She studied their hands touching and the familiar wave of dizzying desire overruled her common sense. Her eyes tilted up to his, they’d changed to deep moss green. “How do soulmates get anything done when every time they touch or look at one another they feel this?” she asked quietly, not wanting to ruin the moment.

  “I would suggest to begin with they spend a lot of time,” he cleared his throat. “Elsewhere.”

  “Elsewhere?” she repeated, then his meaning dawned on her. In bed. She blushed from head to toe. She wasn’t completely innocent but there’d never been any man in her life who’d tempted her enough to go that far before. Come to think of it, with James lurking in the shadows, she had a feeling even if there’d been someone, he wouldn’t have gotten all that far with her. She hadn’t thought too much about it before, but after yesterday, it was all she could think about.

  She flicked her gaze back to James, and she feared she’d melt from the heat of his gaze.

  He lifted his hand from hers and moved it to cup her cheek. James moved in cautiously, testing the waters. Mere centimetres from her lips, he hesitated. “Stop me, Ally,” he whispered, “because I can’t hold myself back anymore.”

  “I can’t,” she whispered back and closed the distance between them.

  It was all the encouragement he needed. The damn broke, pent-up passion flowed from his lips to hers. She gave back all she received and matched his desire with her own. James sensed something shift in Ally. She was awakening in ways she hadn’t known she could. It drove him further and higher than he ever thought possible, and it would only intensify.

  Pulling her closer, he laid her down on the blanket. His hands roamed over her inflamed body.

  It was like nothing Ally had ever experienced before, she never wanted it to stop.

  “Ally,” he groaned. “You need to stop me before we go too far.”

  The heat burned her up inside. She reached for something, needed something, but she didn’t know what. “Not yet,” she said breathlessly.

  He was losing control. Soon, there’d be no turning back.

  Ally was losing the battle too. He had to find a way to stop. This was not how he’d planned on this happening. He loved having her in his arms and touching her the way he was, it was painful to even consider pulling away, but he had too. For her sake.

  “Ally,” he growled in warning.

  “James, I can’t fight this, and I want you.”

  He groaned and pulled himself back, just enough to break the contact.

  She whimpered in protest.

  James looked at her and shook his head. “I’m sorry, Ally.”

  “What for?” she breathed out, still caught in the throes of passion.

  “I lost control, and that’s not what I’d planned on doing. I said I wouldn’t rush you.”

  “You weren’t the only one rushing,” she said and cradled his cheek.

  “No, but I had an idea of what would happen. I just couldn’t resist you.”

  Ally felt the heat rising again at his words.

  He locked eyes with her. “Ally,” he said with a shaky breath. “I can sense what you feel.”

  “Really? But what’s that...” she trailed off realising what he was getting at. “Sorry, I didn’t mean it.”

  He laughed at her words despite being breathless. “I know, little one.”

  “Is there any way we can be around each other without this?” She waved her hand between the two of them. “We will drive ourselves insane.”

  “There is only one way to lessen, actually lessen is the wrong word, these feelings won’t diminish, but you can control them better once you well,” he left off, gesturing to the scene of the crime from a moment earlier. He couldn’t bring himself to even say the words.

  “Right, so until then, we’re walking pressure cookers.”

  “Yes,” he said agreeing with her analogy.

  She stared thoughtfully at the loch in front of her, the sun was hiding behind thunder clouds, which appeared to be moving at an alarming rate. “James, do storms have a habit of sneaking up on you here?”

  “They can, why?”

  She pointed at the clouds approaching them in the sky.

  Something seemed off about them. He looked harder and sent out his senses to detect if anything was amiss. It took about thirty seconds for him to realise that they weren’t storm clouds, they were danger.

  He grabbed Ally and ran to the horses. She was seated on the horse with her hands on the reigns before she had even registered that James had moved. She looked up, and he was on Cooper opposite her.

  “Oh God, what is it?” she asked, terrified.

  He looked her in the eyes and said firmly with a touch of compulsion for her to remain calm. “Ally, we’re in danger. You need to ride Destiny as fast as you can back to the manor. I’ll be right behind you.”

  He could see the fear in her eyes.

  “I’ll protect you, Ally,” he vowed. “Trust me.”

  She nodded in acknowledgement.

  “Then ride like the hounds of hell are on your tail.”

  Ally looked away and kicked her heels into Destiny’s side and took off. She gave the horse her head and focused on getting back to the manor. She looked behind her a few times to make sure that James was there as promised. He was following but his face was covered in terror, not for himself but for Ally. He knew what was hiding in those clouds. She could hazard a guess, but she didn’t know for sure.

  James watched Ally riding fast and hard in front of him. Ally had been the one that spotted it. What is wrong with me? James thought. He had lost all focus on keeping Ally safe and had become focused on bedding her instead. He groaned internally with frustration.

  James turned back to check they were still in the clear, but they weren’t.

  He called out to Ally, “Whatever you do, don’t look back.”

  Ally heard what he said but ignored it. When someone said that you had no choice but to look. The desire was too overwhelming. Ally turned around and wished to God she hadn’t.


  James rolled his eyes. He would’ve been better off not saying anything at all. He’d wanted to save her the terror of seeing what was chasing them.

  The vampire in pursuit appeared human, apart from the fact he was running ridiculously fast. James didn’t recognize him or have any idea how the creature learned Ally’s location. That was something to figure out later. He manifested a fireball in his hand and threw it behind him at the vampire to slow him down. The creature dodged, but the fireball hit him on the shoulder, throwing him off balance. He righted himself in a second and was back in pursuit.

  James looked forward to Ally. She stared at him open-mouthed and wide eyed.

  He focused back on the task at hand. James threw another fireball behind him and this time, he scored a direct hit to the heart. It wouldn’t kill him, but it was enough to make him back right off and give them the chance to make it back to the manor. James had no idea how many there might be, or if they had already made it to the manor and doubled back, finding them by mistake. Part of him didn’t want to find out.

  The idea of anyone at home being hurt made him physically ill. When these people came to him as servants and friends, he vowed to protect them and keep them safe from harm no matter what. They had to get back quickly to get Ally to safety and make sure everyone else was alright.

  Ally blocked everything out once she saw James hit the vampire in the heart. Things were serious. She was terrified, but she fo
rced herself to look back a few times. This was a good chance to see what she would be up against. Meeting Vincent was one thing, seeing a vampire in action was something else entirely. Vincent was a hell of a lot more dangerous than this vampire chasing them, but she hadn’t seen Vincent displaying his full potential. He’d only been toying with her. As she replayed that night back over in her mind, she understood why James had snapped at her on the plane. He understood what she was up against and until this moment it hadn’t been clear to her.

  She accepted the betrayal by James and her grandmother. It made perfect sense now. Who’d want to tell someone they loved this was their future? She couldn’t stand there and say she would’ve done it differently because she wouldn’t have. She’d protect those she loved with her dying breath and looking at the vampire once more she realized that it might be just that, her dying breath.

  It was time to stop playing around and working things out in her head. She needed to work with James and learn how to fight them, it was more important than their relationship right now. James would agree with her. They both understood the importance of her role.

  Ally hated that she was seeing this, but no-one could have asked for a better introduction in dealing with a vampire. It was a lesson she’d desperately needed.

  Now, she felt focused and determined. Her path in life was right in front of her, and she was jumping on it. These vile creatures needed to be removed from this earth. Humans wouldn’t stand a chance against them without the immortals guarding them. She acknowledged her anger at the immortals that had fled Scotland. It may not be fair, but she couldn’t help it. They had a role to fill as well and damn it all, if she had to hold up her end of the bargain, then they bloody would too. She would contact each one personally if she had to. Surely being the prophecy girl had pull with these people.

  They’d pushed the horses hard and fast for half an hour and finally Ally could see the fences surrounding Carlisle Manor coming into view. She glanced back again to see James was just behind her. The vampire had disappeared.

  “Come on!” he yelled. “We have to jump. I won’t stop to open the gate. Can you do it?”

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