The Lost Soul (Fallen Soul Series, Book 1)

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of Limitation anyway. Nalina said I’m going to need the help of at least one other Foreseer who doesn’t mind bending the rules.”
    “Why does it always go back to him?” She questions as we walk for the front door. She hangs her purse on the coatrack in the foyer. “I mean, doesn’t it seem like we always need his help when it comes to saving someone or something. It’s almost like he does it on purpose.”
    I freeze with my hand on the handle of the front door. “You don’t think… nah, never mind.”
    “What?” Aislin shuts the front door. We trek down the rocky path toward Laylen, who’s still working on Alex’s car in the driveway. “Just tell me what you were going to say.”
    “It might be a really stupid thought, but do you think that Nicholas might have tampered with visions too? To, like, maybe wiggle his way into our lives? He always seems to be the one we have to go to and he always wants something in return for his help.”
    She stops short of the base of the path. “ Whoa . I’ve never thought of that. It couldn’t be possible. Could it? If he did, he’d be in the Room of Forbidden.”
    “Yeah, good point.” I halt behind Laylen. “Like I said, it was a stupid thought.” But it bothers me.
    “We’re on a mission,” Aislin says zealously to Laylen.
    Laylen peers over his shoulder from below the hood. “What kind of a mission?”
    “A save Alex, save my dad mission,” I explain. “We’re going to try to cross them both off in one shot.”
    “Save Alex?” Laylen washes the grease off his hands with the bottom of his shirt, leaving long black streaks along the fabric. “Save him from what?”
    “We think he might be possessed by a Lost Soul,” Aislin tells him.
    “Is that why he’s acting like a total weirdo?” Laylen frowns and picks up a wrench. “I was wondering if something was wrong.”
    “You noticed it too?” I ask and he nods. “Good, I’m glad I’m not the only one.”
    “So we’re going to go pick up Nicholas,” Aislin says, pointing at the castle. “Alex is upstairs, sleeping in his room. He shouldn’t wake up for a while.”
    “I don’t even want to know what you two did to him.” He chuckles, shaking his head. “You want me to come with you guys? It might be good to have some muscle to get Nicholas to agree.”
    Aislin pops her knuckles. “We’re not helpless girls. I have my magic and Gemma, well she has herself. You know Nicholas has a thing for her.”
    “Why does everyone keep saying that?” I ask, offended. “All he’s ever done is torture me.”
    “But he always helps you. Always .” Laylen reminds me, tossing the wrench in the air and catching it. “And if I’m remembering right, wasn’t there a particular time when we caught him looking at you while you were—”
    I cover his mouth, shushing him. “We promised never to talk about that again. Remember ?”
    His lips laugh against my palm. “Oh yeah, I forgot.”
    “Nicholas loathes me and I loathe him. And that’s that.” I drop my hand away from his lips. “So we should get going. This is going to be so odd—I haven’t used my Foreseer power since…” I trail off, remembering the last vision I dipped into, right before Alex and I sacrificed our lives to save the world and each other. My heart compresses in my chest as my eyes drift to his bedroom window. He’s only been possessed for a few hours, but I miss him so much it hurts. “We should go. Laylen, will you keep an eye on him?”
    He promises he will and Aislin and I are off. We journey a distance away from the Keepers’ castle since it’s bordered by praesidium , tiny lavender marbles that contain a power to prevent a Foreseer from entering the castle using teleportation. We stop at the shore of the lake, where the water unites with the dirt.
    “This should be far enough.” I feel the mild hum of my power. “I’m going to take us into the City of Crystal, just outside his home. That way we can get a feel

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