Free Find Me If You Dare (Dreamcatcher Book 2) by Vicki Leigh Page B

in reference to the Apocalypse, right?”
    Tabbi nodded. “One of the Horsemen. Uh…”—she rubbed her forehead—“I think this is from chapter six, maybe?”
    Turning to the back of the book, I searched through Revelation until I reached the sixth chapter. Shit, she was right. Verse two. What kind of sick bastard twists the Bible?
    Trishna and Bartholomew ran into the room. Their tan faces paled upon seeing the message left on Eric’s body. Tabbi handed Trishna the paper, and Bartholomew read over her shoulder.
    “No, this can’t be,” he said, his Middle Eastern accent more pronounced by his fear.
    “I can’t read this dialect. What does it say?” Trishna asked.
    Tabbi translated then said, “Richard is manipulating the Biblical end times. These verses have to do with the Horsemen of the Apocalypse.”
    “The what?” Trishna asked.
    I clarified. “In the Bible, the book of Revelation mentions four ‘Horsemen’ who bring on… plagues, I guess, to signal the end times are near. Conquest, War, Famine, and Death.”
    “This is why the Angels wanted us to go to war,” Bartholomew said, holding his stomach. “The four Magus… Richard didn’t just want them because of their birthday.”
    “He
did
say he manipulated their genes.”
    Kayla and the other three—Alex, Margaret, and Adelynn—had all been born on October 31, exactly at midnight. And all four of them had been targeted by Richard and his Nightmares before Rome was destroyed. Now, his ultimate plan was starting to make sense. I gripped the edge of the bed as my legs weakened.
    Bartholomew nodded. “Because he’s going to use them as his versions of the Horsemen.”

    By the time I crawled into bed, it was nearing four a.m. My home was pitch black and quiet, except for Seth’s snores. For once, I was thankful for my supernatural ability to see in the dark. I really didn’t feel like waking someone by running into something and rehashing all the details from my four-hour meeting. We’d finally decided to call from the field all the Protectors who’d joined our fight—the rest would continue to guard their charges—and send nine teams scouting across the US for signs of Richard. “Operation Revelation” Trishna had called it.
    Tomorrow, I’d explain everything to my friends.
    The blankets were tucked around Kayla like she was the filling of a burrito.
Wonderful.
The caves were chilly, even in the August heat, but I lay on my side without cover to avoid rousing her. What Richard had planned for the world—for Kayla—shook my strength, and I still couldn’t stop my palms from sweating or my stomach from somersaulting. I didn’t want Kayla to see me like this.
    When she rolled over, I flinched and pinched the bridge of my nose. I needed to calm down. Now.
    Her arms wrapped around me from behind. “I tried to wait up for you,” she mumbled, half-asleep.
    I placed an arm over hers. “It’s all right. Sleep, love.”
    Her arms tightened as she slid closer until her cheek—and her chest—pressed against my back. One of her legs slipped between mine. Thank God I was too groggy for fleeting thoughts.
    “What’s happening?” she asked, more awake than before.
    “I’ll tell you in the morning.”
    “But Tabbi told me about the Revelation thing… how my dad wants to use me as a Horseman. He’s not going to come in the middle of the night like he did last time and kidnap me again and—”
    “Kayla…” Her name came out like a sigh. I moved out of her grasp just enough to roll onto my back and wrap an arm around her. She shifted closer, resting her head on my chest, gripping my stomach. I stroked her shoulder with my thumb.
    “There are spells in place we didn’t have last time. You’re safe here, and you’re with me. I won’t let anything happen to you,” I said.
    The room was quiet for a moment. I thought she’d fallen asleep, but then she said, “Not like I couldn’t fight them off this time, anyway.”
    I smiled, my