Read Frozen Desires (Asylums for Magical Threats) for Free Online Page B
Authors: Jessie Donovan
Tags: FICTION / Romance / Paranormal, Camilla Melini is a high-ranking soldier with an organization fighting to free elemental magic users. Her latest assignment is to find one of the legendary elemental Four Talents, and she’s determined to get in and out of Mexico as quickly as possible to avoid running into the man who nearly destroyed her life. But when the dangerous man from her past finds her, Cam must work with Marco Alvarez, a man she’d dismissed as a playboy, to prevent the the powerful magic of the Talents from falling into the wrong hands. She never expected the charming playboy to be a cunning warrior worthy of her heart...
building there was supposed to be a spiral staircase that had given the observatory its name in Spanish of El Caracol , The Snail.
The collection of sprawling Mayan ruins—known collectively as Chichen Itza—was a UNESCO World
Heritage Site and impressive in its own right. But Cam wasn’t here for sightseeing.
According to the Feiru legends she’d obtained from her contact in Merida, the observatory building of Chichen Itza was the last known Talent message center, used in either 1917 or 1918. Cam needed to see if
any of the Talents had already awakened, and if they were using this place as a message center.
Unlike in the past, when there hadn’t been cell phones or computers, it should’ve been easy for the
Four Talents to reach out to one another in the 21st century. But with the Feiru High Council’s current stance on elemental magic, along with the mandatory AMT system, it would be safer to rely on older
methods of communication to avoid discovery by the authorities.
She only hoped that if the Talents were real, they were smart enough to reach the same conclusions as
her superiors.
After dark, when Cam and her team could sneak up to the top of the observatory alone, they would go
inside for a closer look. But in broad daylight, it was much easier to scope out the building and make
preparations as part of a tour group.
Luckily, there hadn’t been any sign of a shadow-shifter, or anyone suspicious for that matter, since
Marco had fled deep into the jungle last night. Even so, Cam had her usual precautions in place—Zalika
was further back in the same tour group as her, while Jacek was wandering the ruins and keeping an eye
out for any kind of tail.
Since the ruins were crowded with humans, using any sort of elemental magic or latent abilities would
result in imprisonment. Due to the growth of anti-Article I sentiment—where many Feiru wanted to repeal the laws preventing Feiru from holding powerful positions in human companies and governments—
offenders would probably receive harsher punishments, maybe even up to, and including, a death sentence.
Plus, the only Feiru she’d met crazy enough to risk their own lives for petty goals, regardless of punishment, had been some of the members of the anti-AMT fringe group she’d belonged to in her late
teens and early twenties. During the years she’d been a member, the group had avoided recruiting any first-borns or Feiru with latent abilities. The shadow-shifter, if he existed, was probably working with someone else.
In truth, she was more concerned about Marco Alvarez.
Despite dream-speaking with Neena—the DEFEND co-leader had the ability to communicate with
people via dreams—in the wee hours of the morning, she’d learned next to nothing new about the Four
Talents. She’d learned even less about Marco, except that Jaxton had indeed sent him to Mexico to help her.
The tour group finally stopped about ten feet in front of the observatory ruins. While the guide rambled
on about ancient Mayan history, Cam looked around for security cameras and floodlights on the perimeter.
By her count, as long as they disabled the few security cameras dotting the site, getting inside the
observatory wouldn’t be a problem—provided that there weren’t any sensors inside the structure. Given the
lack of funds by the organization who maintained the site, it was highly unlikely they could afford such
sophisticated technology.
The tour guide motioned to his watch and told them that they had fifteen minutes to explore the nearby
buildings before they moved to the next section of the ruins. Right as the group started to disperse, she had the feeling she was being watched. Her phone was silent in her pocket, so neither Zalika nor Jacek had
spotted anything of concern, but Cam’s gut had never failed her before. She did a sweep until her eyes
landed on Marco Alavarez, who was standing near the trees along the left side of the rectangular
The collection of sprawling Mayan ruins—known collectively as Chichen Itza—was a UNESCO World
Heritage Site and impressive in its own right. But Cam wasn’t here for sightseeing.
According to the Feiru legends she’d obtained from her contact in Merida, the observatory building of Chichen Itza was the last known Talent message center, used in either 1917 or 1918. Cam needed to see if
any of the Talents had already awakened, and if they were using this place as a message center.
Unlike in the past, when there hadn’t been cell phones or computers, it should’ve been easy for the
Four Talents to reach out to one another in the 21st century. But with the Feiru High Council’s current stance on elemental magic, along with the mandatory AMT system, it would be safer to rely on older
methods of communication to avoid discovery by the authorities.
She only hoped that if the Talents were real, they were smart enough to reach the same conclusions as
her superiors.
After dark, when Cam and her team could sneak up to the top of the observatory alone, they would go
inside for a closer look. But in broad daylight, it was much easier to scope out the building and make
preparations as part of a tour group.
Luckily, there hadn’t been any sign of a shadow-shifter, or anyone suspicious for that matter, since
Marco had fled deep into the jungle last night. Even so, Cam had her usual precautions in place—Zalika
was further back in the same tour group as her, while Jacek was wandering the ruins and keeping an eye
out for any kind of tail.
Since the ruins were crowded with humans, using any sort of elemental magic or latent abilities would
result in imprisonment. Due to the growth of anti-Article I sentiment—where many Feiru wanted to repeal the laws preventing Feiru from holding powerful positions in human companies and governments—
offenders would probably receive harsher punishments, maybe even up to, and including, a death sentence.
Plus, the only Feiru she’d met crazy enough to risk their own lives for petty goals, regardless of punishment, had been some of the members of the anti-AMT fringe group she’d belonged to in her late
teens and early twenties. During the years she’d been a member, the group had avoided recruiting any first-borns or Feiru with latent abilities. The shadow-shifter, if he existed, was probably working with someone else.
In truth, she was more concerned about Marco Alvarez.
Despite dream-speaking with Neena—the DEFEND co-leader had the ability to communicate with
people via dreams—in the wee hours of the morning, she’d learned next to nothing new about the Four
Talents. She’d learned even less about Marco, except that Jaxton had indeed sent him to Mexico to help her.
The tour group finally stopped about ten feet in front of the observatory ruins. While the guide rambled
on about ancient Mayan history, Cam looked around for security cameras and floodlights on the perimeter.
By her count, as long as they disabled the few security cameras dotting the site, getting inside the
observatory wouldn’t be a problem—provided that there weren’t any sensors inside the structure. Given the
lack of funds by the organization who maintained the site, it was highly unlikely they could afford such
sophisticated technology.
The tour guide motioned to his watch and told them that they had fifteen minutes to explore the nearby
buildings before they moved to the next section of the ruins. Right as the group started to disperse, she had the feeling she was being watched. Her phone was silent in her pocket, so neither Zalika nor Jacek had
spotted anything of concern, but Cam’s gut had never failed her before. She did a sweep until her eyes
landed on Marco Alavarez, who was standing near the trees along the left side of the rectangular
Similar Books
The Queen from Provence
Jean Plaidy
Son of a Serial Killer
Jams N. Roses
3rd Degree
James Patterson, Andrew Gross
Winterwood
Dorothy Eden
Revive (The Revival Series Book 1)
Claire Thake
Rebel With A Cause
Ashleigh Neame
Spy Cat
Andrew Cope
One Night With the Billionaire: Book Three
Cassie Cross
Cast Your Ballot!
Rachel Wise
The Zebra Wall
Kevin Henkes