Free Twisted Sisters (The Orion Circle Book 2) by Kimber Leigh Wheaton

sun, glinting like newly-minted copper pennies. I swallow the pills while gazing up at my angel.

Chapter Eleven — Insidious
    Chapter Eleven
    Insidious

    Kacie
    As I walk into the kitchen, a strange sensation creeps through me. My arms tingle, making the hair stand on end. The temperature drops. My breathy pants come out a soft misty fog in the sudden coldness. An invisible thread tugs at me, pulling me toward the side door. Do I follow? My bracelet pulses a warning, but I decide to ignore it.
    Not wanting to risk losing the connection, I slip out the door before anyone notices. The energy is stronger outside. I follow it around the side of the house, feeling it pulse throughout my body. When I reach the front of the house, I’m drawn to Daniel’s SUV. I run my fingers over the rear window. Energy crackles through my fingertips. Yanking my hand away, I cradle my sore fingers against my body. Poe lands on my shoulder, chattering at me in what sounds like a scolding.
    “Kacie, what are you doing out here?” Blake yells from the porch. His voice sounds far away or maybe like he’s shouting through a tube. I look at him, surprised at the distorted distance between us. “Forgive the pun, but you look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
    “They’re messing with me.” I glance back at the car window. “I think their power is growing. We need to stop them quickly before they have a chance to power up more.”
    A gust of frigid air plows into me, sending me flying backward. I skid along the asphalt road. Total déjà vu. The Foxblood Demon did this exact same thing to me two months ago. Do these ghosts know that? Did they pull it from my memories?
    “Damn, princess.” Blake kneels beside me on the street. He inspects my left arm which took the brunt of the fall. I guess I should’ve grabbed Logan’s leather jacket on my way out. “Well, looks like some nasty road rash, but nothing some peroxide and bandages won’t fix.”
    “They knew.” Another cold chill courses through me. “How could they know?”
    Blake hoists me into his arms with a gentleness that belies his werewolf strength. “What did they know?”
    “Daniel and Logan were both terrorized by the spirits over something that deeply disturbed them.” Memories flood my mind‌—‌the Foxblood Demon and his insidious plans for me. “They attacked me exactly the same way the Foxblood Demon did.”
    “Ah, that serial killer ghost I missed out on?”
    “Yeah.” I cuddle into Blake’s warmth. Werewolves run hotter than humans, and right now I could use the heat. If a doctor told me ice water was flowing through my veins, I wouldn’t be surprised.
    “You’re like a human icicle.” Blake tightens his arms around my shaking body. He kicks the door open with his boot and carries me through.
    “What the hell happened, Kacie?” Logan yells when we enter the room. “What possessed you to go outside alone?”
    “Rhetorical question?” Daniel asks with a dry laugh. “I think we all know what or should I say who possessed her.”
    “Her arms are covered in road rash,” Blake says as he sets me down on the sofa beside Logan.
    “Road rash?” Carl’s question comes out a tiny squeak.
    “The spirits attacked her, sent her flying along the road,” Blake replies, staring at Carl with a bewildered look. “Could someone get a first aid kit?”
    “Already did,” Mr. Kincaid says, kneeling down to inspect my arm. “Not as bad as last time.” He pulls out the small pieces of asphalt with tweezers. “At least there aren’t as many embedded rocks this time.”
    “Yeah, she mentioned last time too.” Blake crosses his arms over his chest. “Anyone care to share just exactly what is going on here?”
    “Those spirits invaded my mind,” I reply, closing my eyes against the sharp pain as Mr. Kincaid continues to clean my arm. “I shut them out but not quickly enough. They picked up on the Foxblood Demon and my fear. I’ll never forget what it felt like