The Guardian (Callista Ryan Series) Read Online Free PDF

as I am. Well, not just as opposed, considering you’re not the person being held here. But if you let me go now, I won’t tell anyone you were involved in this, okay?”
    The woman didn’t look up. Callie caught a movement in the corner of her eye, and caught her breath when she saw the black-haired man glance over in suspicion. But then he resumed his whispered conversation, and Callie sighed, determined to continue with the plan.
    “Come on,” she begged, “just undo the rope, and I’ll sneak out the door, and no one will be the wiser. You can just say I got away, okay?”
                  The woman continued patching up the wound, though, and ignored everything that Callie had said. Callie realized that she wasn’t paying attention. She had no inclination to help her.              Callie screamed in frustration, knocking her feet against the legs of the chair and tearing her wrists against the ropes. She felt her face flush with heat, her head light with a mixture of panic and wild disbelief. The world she knew had no place here; she had no place here. She needed to get out before she lost her mind.
                  The men looked over in surprise. The black-haired man sighed, and walked towards her. She eyed him warily, breathing heavily from exertion. He sat across from her again, crossing his legs and settling in purposefully.
                  “Alright,” he said. “Do it again.”
                  Callie glared at him hatefully, knowing what he meant. She didn’t understand why he was so interested in a random sight she’d had. Sure, it was impossible. But then, so was everything else around here. “I can’t,” she spat.
                  He nodded with understanding, as though he’d been expecting her to say so. “Tell me, do you know exactly what it is you did?” he asked.
                  She didn’t answer, instead choosing to stare at him coldly. If she had known how she’d done it, she would have done it again now just so that he’d let her go. Surely he knew this. He didn’t seem to mind being ignored.
                  “It is called Perception,” he continued. “It is a gift that very few in this world have. It is virtually unknown in humans,” he said pointedly. “In fact, there is only one human whom I have ever met who has been able to perform this, and she is sitting with me at this moment.”
                  “She wouldn’t be if she had a say in the matter,” Callie snapped, exhaustion lowering her inhibitions.
                  He smiled at her with strained politeness. “No. Which is why, unfortunately, we have detained you in such a manner.” He leaned forward in his chair, folding his fingers into temples and looking her directly in the eye. “It is very important that you help us, Callista.”
                  Callie started. “You know my name?” she asked.
                  “I know many things about you. But you see, the one that I am most interested in is your particular ability to witness memories. Specifically, memories belonging to Guardians. You see, not even Guardians can witness the memories belonging to other members of the species. We are limited to viewing those belonging to humans. So you must understand, your brand of talent is extraordinarily rare; I am even inclined to call it unique. We may have a very real need for such a talent. And I am sure that, once you see our side of the matter, you will be as eager to help our people as we are. Do you understand?” he asked.
                  She felt the heat growing once again beneath her skin. “You killed that girl,” she said again, this time slowly, to make him realize the full extent of her hatred for him.
                  “Yes,” he said unflinchingly.
                  “How could you do it?” she asked, amazed at his