Son of Sun (Forgotten Gods (Book 2))

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Authors: Rosemary Clair
secretly excited about the night’s adventure. Running the redwoods on a full moon was a right of passage for St. Anne’s students, though I had never been invited.
    Mission Park closed at sundown. Luckily for us, the park was always open to St. Anne’s campus, even though we weren’t supposed to enter after dark. Breaking this one rule earned you entry into some secret society that was only ever talked about in whispers—or got you kicked out of school.
    Nerves somersaulted around my belly as we carefully made our way across campus to the designated meeting point. If we were spotted wearing running clothes by faculty, they would know what we were up to and the night would be ruined. But the secrecy totally added to the fun.
    Darting from oak to oak, I followed Mattie like a shadow. We popped out from behind an overgrown hedge to see about thirty students, silently milling around one of the paths into the forest.
    “Is Sam coming?” I whispered to Mattie. She nodded her head, and pointed ahead, where Sam was jumping up and down in silent celebration.
    “Yay!” she whisper-screamed as she threw her arms around me. “I knew Mattie would be able to get you out of the dorm. It’s about time!” Sam was whispering, but even though she was barely making any noise, Mattie put her finger to her lips to shush her.
    Sam rolled her eyes and fell in line between Seth and me. I waved hello to Seth and looked around for Thomas, knowing he would not be far from Mattie.
    “Glad you could make it, Faye,” Thomas said as he handed me a glow necklace with a smile.
    “Thanks,” I said, taking the necklace from his hand.
    “Don’t break the glow thingy until we’re in the woods, okay?” Mattie instructed, pulling my hair away so Sam could secure the necklace around my neck. Everyone had a glow something or other. Some guys had them over their heads like bandanas, others wore them looped around their wrists as bracelets. A few brave souls were already in the tree line, spraying themselves down with fluorescent paint.
    “This is insane,” I whispered excitedly to Mattie.
    “It’s so much fun. Everyone has a glow stick so we can keep up with each other and not run into one another. We run to the river and back. Last one back has to buy everyone’s pizza.” Mattie squatted to double-knot her shoes, which looked like a really good idea, so I joined her on the ground to do the same. “Oh, and stick to the path. You’re on your own if you get lost. I refuse to buy pizza for this bunch!”
    “Are you ready, Faye?” Sam asked, bending to knot her shoes as well.
    “Yeah, I am,” I said, standing and taking a deep breath as we walked into the cover of the woods. Overhead, trees limbs hung like thick drapes, blocking the moon’s glow. Mattie took one hand and Sam grabbed the other. All the students formed a line, hands linked, as we stepped through the tree line to the nearest trail that sliced through the woods.
    A guy who looked like he was in charge jumped up on a tree stump when we neared the trail.
    “Remember, to the river and back.” He raised his hands to quiet everyone. “Ladies and gentlemen…” He said with a ceremonious flourish. “Break your glow sticks.” A giggle drifted up from the crowd and the popping of a hundred glow sticks sounded like a kind playing with bubble wrap. Suddenly, the woods were aglow in the neon hues of glow-in-the-dark jewelry.
    Mattie, Sam, Thomas, Seth and I all wore purple glow necklaces. Up and down the line, similar colored necklace were grouped together, suddenly making the whole necklace thing make sense.
    “On you mark,” the guy whispered. “Get set,” again he whispered and line stirred with restless energy. “GO!” he yelled so loudly I was sure the dean heard him, but I was pretty sure no faculty members were brave enough to go running into the darkened woods after us.
    Once we were on the trail the moonlight lit our path in a beautiful silvery ribbon. Thomas was in

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