Warrior's Heart: Iron Portal Series (Paranormal Romance) Read Online Free PDF Page B

technically possible. A gust of wind stirred the flowers, and a few petals blew away. No, he decided. They hadn’t been there for long.
    He bent and picked them up. Small white daisies with orange centers, the kind that grew like weeds on the side of the road, with their stems braided together.
    A lump caught in his throat. Zara used to make daisy chains for him. Bracelets, rings, crowns. He’d spent hours sketching her as she braided the wildflowers she’d gathered. Cocking his head, he could almost hear her calling his name with the wind.
    He shook his head to clear the memory. Because of the drawings, the doctor had asked all sorts of questions about Zara, so it made sense that he was hallucinating about her now. “Stupid fucking drugs.”
    “Vince,” the wind whispered again. “It’s me. Zara.”
    All the air left his lungs in one big rush, and he nearly fell to his knees.
    Impossible.
    He needed to get ahold of himself. It had to be a trick by the doctor to make him think he was talking to his long lost love. Get him to spill all his secrets, tell where the portal was located. Well, he wasn’t going to fall for it. He spun on his heel to leave.
    “Vince, wait. It’s really me. I can cloak myself, remember?” Something cool touched his cheek, sending a jolt of awareness through his body.
    He grabbed at the air and his fingers actually brushed against what felt like soft flesh. He tried to make out some sort of ripple in the air around him, but there was nothing.
    She laughed softly. “Figures. I haven’t seen you in ten years and the first thing you do is grab my boob.”
    “Zara?” he rasped, her name coming out in a scratchy whisper.
    “Yes, it’s me.”
    His heart hammered in his chest as he scanned the empty space in front of him. “What the fuck? How did you—?” He wanted to pull her into his arms and push her away at the same time. If the doctor found out that the girl from the drawings was here, the girl he’d been protecting… A cold sweat broke out on his forehead. “Do you have any clue what they’ll do to you if you’re caught?”
    “They'd have to see me first, and that’s not going to happen.”
    Before he could say anything else, the sound of vicious barking filled the air. The dog was still tied to Palmer’s truck, but he was looking in this direction, the hair on its back raised like a mohawk. The wind had shifted direction. The dog had picked up Zara’s scent.
    Vince tensed and looked around in front of him, but he still couldn’t see anything. Zara was completely invisible. “You need to get the hell out of here.”
    “Crawford,” Palmer yelled from the truck, jerking at the dog’s leash. The animal stopped barking. “What the hell are you doing?”
    Vince cursed under his breath. “What's it look like I’m doing?” he retorted. “Knitting a blanket?”
    Zara chuckled softly.
    “Then stop dicking around. We've got work to do.” The dog started barking again and Palmer kicked it.
    “Tell him you’re sick,” she whispered.
    “Zara, you really need to—”
    “Just tell him.”
    “I’m sick,” he called.
    “What?” Palmer replied, his hand cupped to his ear.
    “The doctor pumped me full of drugs. I’m…I’m sick.” To sell the lie, he hunched over and held his stomach. Vince lowered his voice. “Zara, please. You must leave.”
    “But—”
    “Get the hell out of here. Your safety means more to me than anything.”
    He heard a sniffle.
    “I’m not leaving you,” she said.
    “Why?”
    “Because I’m going to help you escape.”
    She couldn’t be serious. “We won’t get more than a few yards before they come after us. Believe me, I’ve tried.”
    “Then I’ll cloak you. I’ve honed my Talents considerably since the last time you saw me.”
    She sounded so sure of herself and that concerned the hell out of him. “You have no idea what you’re up against, Zara.” He thought about the exam room with its sterile walls and medical