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“VoicesInMyHead”—FallingInReverse

“Ithink the reason they can’t find anything regarding her identity is because she was born in the thirteen-hundreds,” I cautiously offered.

“Excuse me?” Angel choked.

Venom stared at me like I had a dick on my forehead.

The rest weren’t looking at me much differently.

Not that I blamed them. To say I was reeling would’ve been the understatement of the century. After all the years of searching, Soleil had literally been dropped in my lap. Yet the turmoil surrounding that happening was probably more mind blowing. The thought of what she might have endured in that house sent rage cursing through me at my helplessness.

“So, you’re telling me you think this girl was alive almost athousandyears ago?” Venom asked as he shot me a shocked gaze full of disbelief.

“I don’t know,” I groaned, buried my face in my hands, then dropped my arms to the table with a thump. “All I know is, she looks exactly like her,” I explained.

“Sometimes I can’t believe any of you can be surprised by things we encounter. Have you looked at the company you each keep?” Hawk chuckled as he glanced around the room and shook his head.

“He has a point,” Phoenix agreed.

“Okay, but wait a minute. That right there—what Sabre said.” Chains pointed at me. “Everyone is all mind blown that this chick could’ve been alive during the Middle Ages, but no one is wondering how Sabre knows this? I think we need more answers that are closer to home before we worry about how this girl fits into the picture,” Chains observed, his dark eyes boring into me the entire time.

He’d tried to read me while I was out after the attack on the women. Evidently, he’d only gotten hazy images that didn’t make sense to him. He had later admitted to me that he caught his first glimpse when he was working on my ink. What he saw led him to believe I had a brother. I believe what he’d seen was Soleil’s brother due to my connection with him. Despite what they said about brothers not keeping secrets, I never confirmed or denied a thing.

Each of them pointedly stared at me.

“Is she one of those bloodsuckers like Calix?” Blade finally broke the silence.

“Hell no!” I jumped in, thinking of Calix, the vampire we’d ended up having dealings with. He seemed like a nice enough guy, but I didn’t know enough about them to say for sure. Over the years, I’d had some run-ins with both decent and absolutely chilling versions of them.

“Easy, son,” Hawk softly countered as he rested a tattooed hand on my forearm. “We’re just working through this, same as you.”

Though Venom and Hawk were empaths, they weren’t able to manipulate my feelings like they could other people’s, but they could calm me down. I inhaled deeply and nodded.

“I didn’t get that feeling,” Voodoo demurred. “I would’ve known.”

“Enough speculation for the moment. Sabre,” Venom added with a cocked brow. “I think we’ve all been patient enough regarding your secrets. We’re fully aware that you’re able to heal yourself. What you’ve never talked about is exactly how—unless you don’t know. And in that case, you can tell us what you do know.”

I swallowed hard, then took a deep breath and huffed it out.

“I can’t die,” I reluctantly admitted. Though there was so much more to that story, I was hoping to reveal a little at a time.

“You can’t die? You mean at all? So, your gift is immortality?” Blade gawked at me.

I shook my head. “I wouldn’t call it a gift. More like a curse.”

“Surely if you took a stake to the heart or something, you would die,” Squirrel immediately insisted, appearing deep in thought. His mind worked in weird ways, so there was no telling what was rolling around in there.

My initial reply to his dumbass thought was to snort. “I’m not a fucking vampire either, you moron,” I grumbled.

“Okay, but if you were beheaded or your body was obliterated, you couldn’t survive that. Right?” Angel demanded. He was comparing my abilities to his, and they weren’t the same at all. I couldn’t do a damn thing to help anyone else. Unless I took a bullet for them—or a knife in the case of the women.

“Trust me, I’ve tried it all,” I muttered. A solemn moment passed as they all processed my reply. “I just wake up in the middle of nowhere, butt-ass naked, healthy and whole.”

“I bet that’s caused a few awkward moments,” Blade snickered. Hawk shot him a dirty look, and he had the intelligence to appear chastised.

“Do you have people?” Voodoo quietly inquired. A shiver shot down my spine at the eerie and calculating gaze he leveled on me.

“Not anymore,” I told them with a sigh.


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