Free Gemini: Book 4 in a Young Adult Paranormal Romance Series (The Zodiac Twin Flame Series) by Rachel Medhurst

behind him.
    He didn’t flinch when he heard me. ‘They spotted me. I couldn’t wait.’
    The group of men were the ones that had approached Mother. I looked at my hand before glancing back at them. I couldn’t believe Taurus risked being seen. He was able to connect to trees and plants. He could make them move by connecting to the root energy and controlling them with a movement of his arm.
    It wasn’t obvious that he was making the tree move, even if people watched him. It would be really clear that I was doing something if wind all of a sudden picked up.
    ‘I could use your help.’
    The men’s eyes were trained on us. Their hands were in their pockets, probably grasping guns. Why couldn’t my brother run away? He had to start a fight.
    ‘There’s too many people,’ I said, stepping forward.
    When one of the men took out his gun, I changed my mind. I didn’t care if we got shot but if their bullets hurt anyone else, that would be unfair.
    ‘Just do it.’ Taurus grunted.
    I closed my eyes briefly and sucked in a breath. My power had always been with me. I felt a hum of energy as I pictured a whirlwind in my mind. That’s all it took to start. My visualisation brought the wind down towards me. Opening my eyes, I held up my hand. Using my first two fingers, I spun them in a big circle. The mini tornado touched down in front of us. Nick’s men jumped back from the sudden onslaught of wind.
    ‘Well done,’ Taurus called.
    He let the tree go. It was too small to do much damage anyway. Anyone that had been left in the street started to run at the sight of the tornado. It spun in front of me, waiting for me to make my move. A bullet whistled past my ear. I ducked, hoping that it missed Taurus too. I hadn’t even heard the gun being fired through the rushing of the wind.
    ‘Do something!’ Taurus shouted.
    I thrust my hand away from me. The tornado struck three of the men. They yelped as it pushed them to the ground and held them there. The force of the wind was too strong to fight against, even though they tried.
    If Nick was inside, we could go and get him. Taurus grabbed my shoulder, breaking my attention. I had been so wrapped up in my power, I hadn’t noticed the other men approach.
    A gun was held near my head. The slight shake of the barrel told me that the man wasn’t as confident as he made out. Holding my other hand to the side of me, I flicked it as if I was slapping the air. A great gust of wind came in, wiping the man away from me. He crashed into the coffee shop window. The smash of glass made the other two men turn and run away. They were right to go. I wouldn’t stop until they left us alone.
    ‘We need to leave.’
    A siren was drawing near. It seemed the police almost caught us every time we got into a new situation.
    ‘What about Nick?’
    Taurus shook his head and pulled me. I dropped my hand. The mini tornado vanished. How many people were going to try and ruin my suit today?
    ‘We need to go.’ He glanced at the coffee shop. Luckily, no one was injured. Except for the man that had flown into it. He was knocked out on the ground.
    I followed Taurus as we sprinted away from the hotel. The street was empty. We rushed around the corner as the police came into the road.
    The car’s brakes slammed on. We ran down an alley and jumped into one of the gardens. They had seen us. They would probably give chase.
    ‘Hurry!’ Taurus shouted as I scrambled over a wooden fence.
    They were shouting in the alley beside us. The police ran straight past where we had jumped. They obviously didn’t realise that we had gone into the gardens. My breath heaved as I pulled myself over another fence. The next alley was on the other side of a brick wall. It was higher than the previous fences.
    ‘We can’t get caught!’ Taurus glanced over his shoulder. The shouts had died down. Had the police gone?
    ‘There!’ I pointed at a tree.
    Raising his arm, Taurus made the tree bend down by moving his hand