Through the Veil
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Allied in Flight
The Through the Veil series is a dystopian paranormal world. Although it's dystopian, the world overall is not that much different from ours...at least on the Eastern States side which is where this second book in the series, Allied in Flight, takes place. The ES is filled with cities much like we see today. Very little has changed about everyday people's day to day lives.
58 years ago, a gorge from Mobile, Alabama to Quebec City, Canada split the country. It was a quarter of a mile wide and a mile deep. At the time, it appeared to be just an interesting geological phenomenon. In fact, it became quite a tourist destination. But 18 years ago, a fog rolled in on the Western side of the gorge. They called it the Veil. Within 12 hours, it had created an impassible wall right down the center. Within hours after that, all the adults (and a lot of the children, too) were dead, their bodies...just gone.
Since then, no one has been able to cross from one side to the other...until Lori, an Other with an ability to manipulate energy using the earth’s forces, breached the Veil as she fled from the ES and escaped into the WS (book #1).
ES (Eastern States):
The Eastern States...those on the eastern side of the Veil.
On this side, the government somehow had warning that something was coming and managed to hide and keep their key government and military officials from being affected. Those people began to reappear two months after the Veil fell to reestablish order, but the new world society became a police state with extreme rule and military force.
In the ES, a few people developed gifts. Those gifts ranged from telepathy to animal shifting to teleporting. In this society, the gifted people were called Others and have been reviled by the government as something to be feared and condemned. The government gathered up the Others and imprisoned them in labs for testing. Most of the Others have died.
WS (Western States):
The Western States...those on the western side of the Veil to the Mississippi River. Beyond what used to be the Mississippi River is now just ocean.
On this side, there were only children left to make their way in the world. The oldest survivor was Bethany Harris. She took control by default and is now the leader of the WS society which functions on a much more environmental and earth friendly doctrine.
Everyone in the WS evolved...they all developed telepathy and wings. A few of them have other gifts as well...such as healing, communication with animals, and manipulating matter.
Allied in Flight Story Description:
A rescue gone wrong.
It was supposed to be simple. Four members from the Western States planned to sneak into the Eastern States to free four condemned Others. But when they arrived at the experimental labs where the Others were being held, it was under attack from Rebel forces.
Griff Hughes had one job...
He had to find Shar, a wounded hawk shifter. But in the ensuing chaos, he became a captive instead of a rescuer. Three days later he awakens in his own cage, alone. But during the nights, he’s not alone. An alluring redhead with a siren’s call visits his dreams, and his resistance is breaking down.
Shar McIntire is just trying to survive.
After three years in captivity, Shar has one goal...keep her and her sister alive. To do so means cooperating with the evil doctors who want her to seduce and manipulate Griff. She likes and is drawn to the man with the strange chocolate wings, but she can’t let that attraction distract her. Her sister’s fate is in her hands.
In the last eighteen years, life hasn’t been easy for anyone.
The WS and the ES have been separate entities, but once the Veil was crossed, things began to evolve. It’s a new world, but that doesn’t mean it’s going to get easier anytime soon.
Book #2 in the Through the Veil series.
Book #2 in the Through the Veil series.
Shar had fallen asleep after the female general left, but Griff’s pain woke her with a jolt. She stifled a groan as her muscles protested her quick movement. But the pain she felt emanating from him was so much worse. She immediately sent soothing, calming vibes along their mental connection. She felt him recoil when he realized she was in his head with him.
He tried to build up a wall, to keep her out of what he was experiencing. But with his shields already compromised by whatever they were doing, he couldn’t keep her out of his head.
“Let me,” she soothed. “I can’t make it stop, but I can help so it’s not quite as painful.”
“No,” he gritted out. “Get out of my brain. I don’t want you involved in this.”
“Too late. I’m here. Deal with it.”
He growled at her, but then another arc of pain shot through him, and he couldn’t fight her anymore. He had to deal with his own well-being.
She hated that they’d caught him, and he had to endure this kind of pain. She didn’t know a thing about him, just like he didn’t know anything about her, but if they were torturing him, he had to be an Other. He was in this situation because he’d been trying to help her, and she had to return the favor.
“I don’t know how much you know about me, but I have an older sister named Savannah.”
“What are you doing?”
“Providing you with a distraction. Concentrate on my words. Let me build you a picture of a place where you can escape to.”
He answered with a long groan of pain.
Her breath caught in her throat and she had to clear it to continue. “But anyway, Savannah... She’s a year older than me, but she’s perfect. Perfect skin, perfect hair, perfect height. It was a lot to live with while growing up in what used to be upstate New York. Have you ever visited there?”
She wasn’t sure he would be able to answer, but then she heard a panting, “No.” He was still with her and the story.
“That area of the country in the summer is perfect. There are waterfalls and lakes everywhere. The water was my element, my escape. The one place where I could out-perform my sister.” Shar lowered her mental voice. “I’ll tell you a secret that I’ve never told anyone else... There’s a good reason why Savannah hates the water. I was twelve, and she was thirteen. I was so jealous of her I couldn’t stand it. That summer, her breasts had come in and were perfect. I hated that about her, especially since all the boys stared at her in her little bitty bikini. I should be ashamed to tell you this story.”
Shame heated her cheeks. Her behavior had been beyond immature. She shouldn’t be telling him this story. For some reason, she wanted him to like her.
“No. You can’t...” His breath sawed in and out as he tried to center himself. “You can’t stop now. What happened?”
“Okay, I’ll keep telling you my story, but you can’t judge me for it.”
“I don’t think that’s even possible. You’re perfect.” That moment, his voice in her head was so soft and sincere, her heart clenched with his words.
The spell broke when he grunted in pain.
Her eyes filled with tears. She had to get him through this. “Okay, but I’m going to hold you to that. No judgment.”
She squared her shoulders, remembering the day just like it was yesterday. She’d been such a little snot. “So, Savannah was swimming with our older brother, Jonah, and a couple of his friends...all older, gorgeous guys. I was so jealous of all the attention she got from them. She looked really amazing in that swimsuit. Because I was basically a fish in the water and could hold my breath for crazy amounts of time, I took a stick that had a forked end on it and snuck under the water after her. The stick attacked her thigh, leaving what looked to be fang marks. Sure a snake had bitten her, she panicked, screamed, and threw a hissy fit. I thought for sure they’d see her as the vapid diva she was...”
Not that Savannah was a vapid diva, not even back then. She was the good sister, the one everyone could count on, the perfect one.
Where was Savannah now? She couldn’t be dead, could she? The continued silence in her head from her sister’s end terrified Shar. If something happened to one of them, it needed to happen to Shar, not Savannah. The world needed Savannah in it.
“Did it work?” He sounded so tired.
She sat up. “Hey, are you okay?”
“Yeah, they drugged me, so I may fade...keep talking. ...Please.” His mental voice slurred.
Shit, shit, shit...knowing what those fuckers did once the drugs were involved... A tear dropped down her bruised cheek. She swiped at it. He needed her to be strong for him right now, so that’s what she’d be.
“No, it didn’t work.” Shar gave a self-effacing chuckle. “All those guys just fawned over her even more because then she was injured...vulnerable. I saw feminine power that day in all its glory.”
Shar had never been able to make those kinds of feminine things work for her. She was just one of the guys...built like an Amazon...tall, stick-straight, and sturdy... Guys tended to see her as an equal, not as a girl. “Needless to say, she didn’t come back to the lake with us ever again.”
She continued to tell him silly stories like that for hours, and his responses got slower and quieter. They weren’t actually killing him, were they?
In the three years she’d spent as a lab rat, too many people she cared about had disappeared with the doctors to never return. Their mental light had just switched off. Tears rolled freely down her face now. She didn’t even try to fight them anymore.
“Hey, red,” Griff slurred.
She hiccupped on a little sob.
“I think I’m gonna have to check out on you now. Chin up. I’ll be back in a couple of hours. Don’t forget me.”
“Never, but I’m holding you to that. Wake up soon, Griff. I need you.”
Nothing but silence prevailed.
Exhausted, Shar lay down on the bottom of her cage. Using that much mental energy for so long left her completely drained when she was well, but after her injuries and the attack, she was done...both mentally and physically. She simply didn’t have anything left, so she let sleep overtake her.