Origin (Eternal Sacrifice Saga Book 2)

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Authors: Dylan Quinn
beneath my cheek. Something about it just settled my nerves.
    “We’ll speak to Raz and see what we can coordinate.”
    “So what now? What’s on today’s agenda?”
    “Nothing if you prefer to remain here a while longer.” He ran his hands over my hair. “But if you’re ready to explore Aravot, we traditionally hold a Genesis feast. Reintroduce you to your family. Afterwards, we hold our inaugural Council meeting, and then you and I begin our holiday.”
    I picked my head up and glanced out at the terrace. It should’ve been getting dark by now. Twenty-four seven daylight was hard to adjust to. I’d miss the stars. Moonlight.
    “What time is it?”
    “Time is irrelevant here.”
    “So weird.” I scoffed. “Wait, what day is it?”
    “Uh…” He narrowed his eyes. His empty stare made me laugh.
    “How long has it been since I rescued you? A day?”
    He shrugged. “Or two. Why?”
    “Because it’s almost Christmas. Phoebe always planned a huge event. Cooked for everybody, decorated a tree and gave out presents. We can’t leave her alone on Christmas.”
    “Don’t worry. We’ll speak with Raz and Remie today and arrange something. Phoebe cannot come into Aravot, but perhaps we can hold something in the Great Hall in Eden?”
    “Thanks, it means a lot to me.” I nuzzled back into him and blew out a breath. “Okay, let’s do this food thing. I’m ready for my honeymoon. As short as it may be.”
    ~
    Cade held my hand and led me to the Eternal Building for what he called the Genesis Feast. Apparently all of Aravot gets together to celebrate our Convergence and meet Zoe 2.0.
    My memories hadn’t come back, only sporadic visuals, so I expected I wouldn’t recognize much of my Genesis family.
    I was actually nervous. I wasn’t a huge people person, preferring to keep to myself, and the idea of being bombarded by tons of new people kind of scared the crap out of me.
    Cade opened the door and ushered me in ahead of him. He squeezed my shoulder, like he felt my anxiety as his own. Maybe he did. Having synced brainwaves was disorienting, to say the least.
    I nearly gasped at the sight of the hall. Vaulted ceilings and white walls. Immaculate was the best way to describe it, kind of like the downstairs at my house. Archaic. There were columns spread through the vast room and tables lined up with tons of people sitting at them.
    Waiting for us.
    For me.
    My pulse sped up, and my palms got sweaty.
    Angels and Eternals mumbled beneath their breath. Their voices grew louder as we got closer. I could hear every word. My ears throbbed at the intensity.
    “Relax, love.” Cade grabbed my hand and squeezed. “You’re all right.” He kissed my cheek and led me to a long table at the front of the room.
    All the Elders were at one table and the Newborns at the other. Throughout the rest of the room were at least another hundred people, all with brightly glowing auras. Their colors were blasting me out. Red. Green and blue. Orange. Amber.
    My temples throbbed. Slow at first, then harder.
    I put my hand to my forehead to block out the brightness in the room. It was worse than the spotlight at the lounge in Chicago when I’d take the stage.
    Blood rushed to my head, whooshing through my ears, then a low pitch sound rose louder.
    Blaring.
    Shattering.
    I stopped and squeezed my eyes shut, covering my ears with my hands. Not helping . The pitch rose higher and higher until my head began to spin and bile rose into my throat.
    The screaming lightened up. Just for a second.
    “Wake up, Zoe. Help them.”
    My eyes popped open, and I scanned the room. “Help who?”
    “Zoe?”
    “Cade.” I squeaked out as the high pitch returned, and the auras in the room got so bright, I could no longer see.
    I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to drown it all out, but it didn’t help.
    Yep, I was going down.
    Cade grabbed me as my knees gave out and caught my fall before I hit the floor. He drew me against his chest, letting his

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