Apart of the Echoes and Illusions Anthology out with Melange Books.
Every two hundred years a Legend was born with supernatural powers, which gave that person paranormal senses, unimaginable strength, extraordinary speed, inexplicable endurance and agility, and a surprising degree of healing ability. With heightened and enhanced senses, and powerful physiques that could perform twenty times faster, these Legends born were almost super human. There were six members in the past generations born with this type of specialized ability. They were the known as Psi-ters, meaning the added psychic gifts they had to deal with on top of their other capabilities helped in encounters with the evil. Their strength to sense and fight the malevolence praying about made them essential in the Shadow Hunter community.
Moving off the perch and heading downstairs, Alana thought out her plans to deal with her enemy. She needed to know the truth. It wasn’t until three months ago, chasing after the infamous Viscount, she caught wind of his identity. If the validity held truth, then she understood how valuable she was to her adversary.
As she walked across the street to follow the same path, she was stopped short by a lean male figure with black hair, dressed in dark jeans and trench coat. His arms were crossed over his chest and a smug smile across his face. Alana let out a frustrated breath and cursed her sister for her choice of additional support. Maggie’s idea of support was to bring in another being matched in power and force as her.
“Now I find it funny that you get angry at Maggie when you’re the one about to do something stupid.” He smiled.
Drew. Arrogant, confident, sexy, and the only reason she admitted she needed help. The man was built for time-consuming hours of exploration. He had the physique for very long nights where she could forget she was a destined Legend and become what she wasn’t allowed to be, a woman. His smile beckoned wicked desires, some that she had no idea about
Rumors were spread about his expertise, his preferences, and his desires in all the time before and after she had known him. It didn’t matter to her; she’d known him far too long to care. No one knew that the Drew standing before her to be the same man she had been in love since she was 14 years old. A love struck young woman looking at a young man who never knew she existed. Years later, here they stood.
They’re history was so complex and hard to detail. “Drew? What are you doing here?” She bit out harsh and demanding. “I thought you were in Spain?”
Unmoving from his spot, he raised an eyebrow. “I was sent back when the families were executed. Not that you care, but I agreed to keep an eye on you since easing the mind of your twin sister isn’t a priority.” He flashed a wicked grin and stepped closer. “That is unless you want to make me your priority?”
That smile only further infuriated her but she rolled her eyes and walked passed Drew. And true to the man, he blocked her path. Drew Beckett was a part of one of the Shadow Hunter families and grew up with her when her family lived in Europe. Though at the present moment, he was more fun to pick on and use as a punching bag, things between them were not entirely at odds.
They had been in a very intense and intimate relationship years prior, but the passing of a few family members at the time, caused her to reassess a great many aspects of her life. Those thoughts eventually caused her to become a recluse.
Despite the fact that Andrew took life in his usual calm and easy manner, she thought of him and what she walked away from many times. With similar backgrounds, it was rather difficult to stay away; Drew was destined like she to lead the same path. Though each family was unique in as to how they chose their destined one, Drew took the title with no difficulty. His flippant attitude in and of itself drove her to insanity more instances than she cared to count. Over time, their relationship changed to a friendship, but she wasn’t sure if she would call it that. Especially since it had been almost two years since she’d seen him.
“Drew, go home. This is no place for you.” She sidestepped to get out of his path.
He blocked her trail again and took his sweet time as he raised one foot then the other to examine the bottom of his shoes. “Actually this is a wet sidewalk. But if you mean the club you’re heading to is not a place for me, well I know you’ll be my lady in shining armor to save me.” He flashed another dazzling smile.
Alana rolled her eyes and tried to move past him. “Fuck you.”
Drew blocked her path and stared down at her, his frame blocked her viewpoint. He licked his lips leisurely and pierced her with an intense stare as if he had savored nectar he extremely enjoyed.
“Already have and I wouldn’t mind doing it again.”