Celestial Heartbeat (Book One) COMPLETE

Chapter Fifteen - Easy Does It

“Evie stop it!”

It was all that I could hear as I had faded into the darkness.

The voice was one that I was all but too familiar with. One that had scolded me many times in the past. But I didn’t make sense for it to be here in the darkness with me.

It was my fathers.

“Evie you can’t do this to yourself.”

His voice was full of panic and urgency, echoing from somewhere in the darkness. I wanted to call back to him, find out where he was, but I couldn’t find my own voice, let alone my path to him.

“Breathe Evie.”

Doing as he instructed, I took in a deep, sharp breath.

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There was something wet and slightly course against my hand, moving rhythmically back and forth against it. For a split second I thought about the mornings where I would wake up to a hand covered in Mr. Chubs’s saliva because he had decided it was a good time to show his affection for me. This was exactly what it felt like, but Mr. Chubs had been longer than my father had. This was not one of the mornings where I would wake up with his tongue sticking out at me.

As my mind slowly returned to me, I lifted my heavy eyelids as best as I could,  but my vision was still a bit blurry.

I groaned, blinking until my sight started to clear up.

I was laying in my backyard, my head was pounding and the mark on my arm was giving off it’s own throb. I could feel the dried blood pooled beneath my nose and against my lips.

In my mouth I could taste the coppery, salty taste of my blood.

I rolled onto my side and was greeted by large grey eyes, with pupils as big as the moon, sunken into a furry ginger face. The wolfs tongue was pressed against my hand.

I stood up so fast that I tripped up on my own feet, falling back to the ground and hitting my head on the side of the playhouse with a great ‘thud’.

The wolf’s only reaction was to cock its head to the side and whine.

I’d never been so close to it before.

My heart was drumming loudly in my chest, but I calmed down as I noticed that it was happily staying put a couple of feet away from me. I was in no danger.

The wolfs body was hunched towards me, it’s head low and its ears carefully pulled back. It appeared both reserved and cautious towards me.

I breathed in deeply, welcoming the steadying of my heart that each fresh breath brought on. When I gathered enough of my mind back, I returned to what I did best. Talking to the wolf.

“You weren’t worried about me, were you?” I sighed to the wolf, lifting my hand to rub behind my head where I had hit it

The wolf whimpered again, lowering itself to the ground to lay there, looking up at me with a lock of concern crossing his face.

While I watched him, I started remembering just how I’d gotten to be laying on the ground with the wolf licking at my hand.

“Oh, no.” I gasped. “The book!”

I scrambled across the grass, for the book that I had surely charred with my inability to control myself or my powers.

Poor Ren. I might has well have plunged a dagger through his heart. Whatever hope of survival he had I had rashly burnt away.