The Prophecies (The Sentinel Series Book 2)

The Prophecies (The Sentinel Series Book 2) by Holly Martin

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populated with neural pathways.’ She looked around at our blank faces. ‘She’s perfectly healthy, but whether what she is seeing are hallucinations brought on by exhaustion, or actually premonitions or prophecies remains to be seen. The Oraculum have the gift of foresight and with that DNA in her it wouldn’t be too hard to believe she has that gift too.’
    There was silence for a moment. I swung myself off the bed. ‘So I’m normal. Well as normal as I possibly can be and the premonitions, prophecies whatever you want to call them are just another manifestation of my freakish powers. Can I go now?’
    Cassidy shrugged and I looked round at my Guardians to see if they had any further protests but they had none.
    ‘Lucas, I’m going for a run.’
    He nodded and moved to accompany me just as Quinn burst through the infirmary doors.
    I sighed. ‘I’m fine. You coming for a run, we were just about to leave?’
    Quinn looked around at my Guardians to see if there was any explanation but as there was none forthcoming he followed me out.
    I liked running at this time. Not only was the fort nearly deserted, so I wouldn’t run into my adoring fan club, but it gave me time to think, to plan for the day ahead. We reached the doors and went outside into the cold air. The days had been getting warmer lately, especially as we were well into spring now, but this time of the morning, before the sun had had a chance to warm up the day, it was still quite nippy. Still, running always warmed me up. We set off at a gentle jog, but as soon as I broke the trees at the bottom of the hill, I increased my speed, running as fast as I could, Quinn and Lucas loyally by my side. I was faster than Quinn, as a human anyway, so I pushed myself to run faster than him and soon he was trailing in my wake. I ran on, through the trees, the rays of sunlight finding it hard to penetrate through the dense canopy above. Suddenly a cheetah burst from the trees behind me, easily keeping pace with me for a while, before disappearing in a golden blur through the trees ahead.
    ‘Show off,’ I muttered, after Quinn’s disappearing tail.
    I slowed down to a jog and then came to a stop, where there was a gap in the trees above. Lucas stopped as well, automatically checking the immediate area for any potential threat. We were standing next to an old statue, it was faded and most of it had crumbled away, but it was unmistakably a cloaked lady, her hand held out in front of her.
    I breathed deeply for a few minutes. Lucas didn’t even seem out of breath.
    ‘How do the prophecies work, the prophecies of the Oraculum, are they dreams?’ I asked, thinking of my own dream the night before.
    Lucas frowned, still not looking at me. ‘I’m not sure really, the Deus are not a species that has prophecies. I think some of it comes in dreams,’ he shrugged.
    I sighed. I was such an unknown quantity. Animal experts, having studied the lives of different animals for years, knew how long a dog would live, what age they started breeding, how many puppies each litter would produce, what size they would grow to. No one knew anything about me. Would I ever be able to shape shift like my brother? Would I really have the gift of foresight? I had flown for the first time a few months before, whilst I thought I was dreaming, but I hadn’t been able to do it since. Apparently, some members of the Oraculum could fly, including Nathaniel, my Dad. Though it was another thing that was an unexpected acquisition, along with the ability to slide anywhere in the world at will.
    Lucas suddenly stiffened, holding up a hand to silence me. Not that I had any words in my head at the moment. I looked at him with confusion. His eyes cast to the bush behind me and I felt myself go cold with the horror of what might be lurking there.
    Suddenly Lucas threw me to the ground, landing on top of me with such force that I felt my collar bone snap. I screamed out in pain, as I watched something big

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