the darkness took over his body. Deep sadness weighed her down as she watched. God, she’d wanted it to be different this time. Just once, she wanted to save him…
A small light grew bigger to her left, large enough for angels to walk through.
This was new. Never seen that in the nightmare before. Of course, she’d never kissed him either.
Angels? Hmmm. A dying girl could hope, right?
The light flickered. Or was it her eyes failing? She couldn’t bear the thought, or the sight of the faceless creature standing over her for another moment. Murdered by aliens.
This was so not how she’d planned on going.
Raiden. She whimpered with the gut-clenching ache in her soul at the thought of the man she would leave behind, the man she’d failed. His scent, his kiss, lingered on her lips, a sweet torment she knew she’d repeat tomorrow night, and the next.
She’d have to watch him die again. And now she knew his name. His taste.
And she had to leave him alone with the monsters.
Chapter Two
Celestina opened her eyes with a gasp of horror and clutched her chest where the Triscani’s freakish claws had sliced through flesh and bone to her heart. Well, not her heart, the human, Marina’s, but she’d felt it all the same. Her gaze darted around her tiny living space, the space she’d occupied on the Archiver’s ship for centuries, and searched every shadow for one of the Triscani Hunters. She rolled onto her side and sighed.
Alone, as always.
Longing threatened to crush her soul but she brutally pushed it away. There was no time for weakness, or want. No time for regrets. No time to mourn the past. No time.
The thought would’ve made her laugh, if she weren’t doubled over in pain from her lingering vision. The human female. Something wasn’t right…
Perhaps she should log her vision into the ship’s systems, should report the girl’s death to the Archivers so they could formulate a plan and recruit a Timewalker to travel through time and save her.
Except she couldn’t. Not anymore. In her original vision, the woman found the cave, went inside, and discovered the male and the maps, dates, and vital information that Celestina needed to win this war. Those Triscani were not supposed to be there. The human woman, Marina, was not destined to die in that cave. And neither was the forbidden son she’d awakened.
But reality had changed, the future had been altered, and there could be only one explanation, there was a traitor on board the ship, someone who had full access to her reports. That narrowed it down to one of the twelve on the Archiver council, or to the other Seer. Either possibility would spell disaster for Earth, and for her plans.
Still shaking, Celestina slid off her padded reclining chair and hurried to the data station. She quickly signed in and pulled up her vision journal. The ship’s systems kept track of everything. It would show her who had logged into her records.
The entry she sought regarding Marina’s dive was gone. Erased. Didn’t exist.
To suspect was one thing, but knowing there was a traitor on board made her limbs numb and her head too heavy to hold up. Gods, she had fought so hard, had sacrificed so much to save their world and to save the Earth. She had paid for her mistakes a hundredfold. For over seven hundred years she’d been stuck in this brutal time loop, fighting the Triscani, trying to ensure humanity’s survival. To ensure the survival of her people. To absolve herself of her sins.
This was too much. And heaven help her, she didn’t know who the traitor was. The Archiver Council was made up of six men and six women, all sacred beings. All trusted. All above reproach or suspicion. They could all open the time portals, but as far as she knew, on this ship, only she and Helene, the other Seer, could walk the strands. Most Seers on Itara had a three- to four-day window in time where could see into a probable future. Celestina used her skill to try to head off the