Read Fated Release (Fated Keepers Series Book 2) for Free Online

right? And from what Erik said, there are covens all over the world. So, why are we only focusing here and not everywhere else too?” Orin is listening intently. Nodding his head, already knowing the rest of my question, but he waits patiently for me to finish before giving me the answer.
     
                  “Well, m'anam, you know that Erik is the original Craecia. Right? He has quite a bit of pull in the community. Normally, he would be in Sholoam overseeing all the covens’ needs there, but when he received the letter from Sally, he asked the coven leader of the States to come there, allowing him to be here. Jeriah is still there taking care of things for Erik. But, when we found that a search for the Shaman was needed, he called Jeriah and informed him. Together they contacted the other covens and asked them to each appoint a few in the search. So that is your answer. We are searching in the U.S because this is where Erik told us to search. And apparently one of the coven brothers in Ireland remembered hearing of a family of Shaman here around twenty years ago. We are hoping they are still around.”
     
                  “That makes sense. Thank you Orin.” I tell him truly grateful for his explanation.
     
                  I can't believe the path my life has taken over the last year. One year ago I was starting junior high, applying for different colleges, and daydreaming about Klaus from The Vampire Diaries (Damon is Arsema’s man) and then I met Tavish. A super hot band lead who swept me off my feet, both figuratively and then later, literally when he kidnapped me. Now I am tramping through the woods with a man who claims to be my soul keeper. I am eating fresh cooked woodland creatures and I can't go poo. No like I seriously can't poo. It’s been like three weeks and worst of all I can't even ask someone for help, so I have just picking and eating random berries and praying they don't kill me or worse give me the runs! How did my life change so dramatically and if I could would I even try to change it back? 
     
    I was once just a human girl, living her life and then one day I wasn't anymore. I was thrust into another world. And some days, I felt like I was drowning in this new strange world of supernatural beings and magic. I knew that I was still me, on the inside, but I was no longer sure who that really was. All my beliefs and thoughts have been uprooted and shifted out of necessity. It is taking me a lot longer than I liked to adjust. A lot of that had to do with the fact that I felt all alone in this new world, especially with Arsema in a coma right now.
     
                  Orin wraps his arms around me and pulls me closer to him, “I’m always here for you, M'anam. I will answer any questions you have, anytime.” My body tenses automatically and he releases me, but not before gently kissing the top of my head.
     
    “You can’t keep denying the truth, mo ghrá. I know you feel it, just as I do.”
     
    Pssh, he obviously has a thing or two to learn about me. I think, as I stand and walk to my bed, without replying. I am the queen of denial. Besides it’s not really denying if there isn’t anything to deny. Right? Right! Now, if I could just get my heart to believe what my mind was telling it. Gah.

 
     
     
     
    Chapter 3
    Lyon
     
                  I probably shouldn’t have separated from Tris and Orin, but seeing their bond develop and get stronger everyday was just tearing me apart more inside. I wanted to be back home, with Arsema in my arms once again, but I know that is impossible, at least until I find the Shaman and take him or her back to help Arsema. I still feel like such a failure for not protecting her, even if the person she needed the most protection from, ended up being herself. I should have been there for her; I should have kept her safe.
     
                  I feel the loss of our bond like a physical