Free Fated Release (Fated Keepers Series Book 2) by Kristyn Eudes Page B

time waiting around for permission; instead I head up the stairs towards the pull. A different pull this time. This time I feel like my spirit has found its home. I rush to the room and then stop in front of a door. Pushing it open I see a young beautiful girl laying there. She needs help a lot of help. I feel the power she holds within and I feel the strain on her future if her bonded doesn't come back home soon, but I also sense more. She has a terrifying fate ahead of her and something tells me, I am the one to help her.

 
     
    Chapter 13
    Lyon
     
     
    I feel like crap! I thought for sure a little rest would help me shed this exhaustion that seems to be following me, but instead I think I feel worse. I shake off the comforter and go looking for my cell to call and check on Orin and the rest of the gang, before I remember my talk with Rochelle last night.  I am still having a hard time believing that my brothers have gone rogue, but I can't deny the events of the recent days, the parts of them I can recall anyway.
     
    I’m about to get really frustrated with my pointless search when Chelle walks in the room.
     
    “Hey! I was just about to call you, but I can't seem to find my phone anywhere!”
     
    “You nerd… didn’t you tell me last night that you had lost your phone?” She says while laughing at me.
     
    “Oh yeah.” God, I'm losing my mind. I can't seem to remember even the smallest things. My body feels like it is deteriorating from the inside out and I have the vaguest memory of something really important that I am supposed to be doing.
     
    “Ughh, I think I'm dying.” I say to the room in general as I rub my hand along the back of my neck. I have never felt more helpless in my entire life.
     
    “You’re not dying! Stop being a big baby. Come on, let’s get a bite to eat and then we will grab you a new phone.”
     
                  Two hours later we have finished our meal and I have a new phone and new number. I still feel like I have been run over by a semi truck, but I don't mention it anymore. There is no need to stress Chelle any more than I already have. I can't imagine the amount of pain she is feeling right now knowing the path that Orin and Haas have chosen, and then I went missing (accidently of course) for several weeks too. She was probably freaking the hell out.  I know I would have been. She probably thought I went rogue too.
     
                  We are back in the hotel and Rochelle is putting away the leftovers while I sit down and try to relax. All day my mind has wandered unbidden. I feel like I need to be moving, need to be searching for something. It’s driving me crazy, this feeling. I want to ask Chelle about it, but something makes me hold my tongue. I don't question the gut instinct; instead I ponder these thoughts on my own.
     
    “Hello?!? Anyone in there?” Rochelle asks as she waves her hand in front of my face.
     
    I snap out of my dreamlike trance and look up at her.
     
    “What?” I ask her a little stupidly?
     
    “Dude, I have been talking to you for like five minutes. Where’s your mind at?”
     
    “Oh! I don't know. I was just thinking about Orin and Haas. I just can't wrap my mind around them being Orfeo.”
     
    I shake my head to try and clear some of the fog away. It is not helping. Rochelle looks at me suspiciously.
     
    “Well you better, because trust me they won't hesitate to attack you if they catch you off guard. The past no longer matters to them. We no longer matter. They are not the brothers we once knew.” She tells me sadly. I see the pain and fear she is trying to hide, but I don't mention it to her, instead I try to lighten her mood a little.
     
    “Do you remember that time Orin decided to go out on a mission alone?” I chuckle thinking back on the experience.
     
    “We found him tangled in a net of his own making, where he had been strung up for what, two days? And Haas said we should just leave him for a