Soul Taken. Katlyn Duncan

older and was over a foot taller than me. His tousled black hair stuck out at all angles, looking as if he’d just rolled out of bed. But when he stepped closer, his head tilting down to mine I couldn’t move. His piercing pale blue eyes had turned my legs to cement.

      “I did see you at the cemetery,” the boy said, almost breathless, a smile tugging at his lips.

      I tore my eyes away from his gaze and stepped back shaking my head. “Do I know you?” I asked, because no matter how my soul responded to him, I didn’t recognize him.

      His smile faded.

      “Maggie!” Cooper called from the hallway.

      The boy scowled. Taking another step forward he pulled my body close to his, the touch sending electric currents through me. Unconsciously I lifted my arms, pressing my fingers against him for balance.

      “He lied to us,” he whispered, his mouth touching my head.

      The contact stirred something deep within me. I looked up at him. “Who lied?” I said, my voice shaking slightly.

      “Maggie?” Cooper’s voice was right outside the door now.

      “Don’t say anything,” the boy said quickly, his piercing eyes suddenly pleading. His hands lightly squeezed mine then he disappeared.

      A second later Cooper opened the door and looked around the room. “What are you doing?”

      I dropped my hands down to my sides. I could still feel the boy’s touch, but his warning was fresh in my mind. “Nothing.” I mumbled.

      Cooper walked with me to the parking lot, even though he could have easily transported there. I tried to focus on the job, but my thoughts kept turning to the mysterious boy and the feelings he’d awoken inside of me. A lightness was surging through me, it was something I had only experienced before when I was holding a True Soul.

      “Are you okay?” Cooper asked.

      I blinked. “Yeah, why?”

      He furrowed his eyebrows. “You looked confused.”

      I shook my head and said as firmly as I could, “I’m fine.”

       Focus, Maggie!

      We hustled across the parking lot. Students milled around their cars, shouting and laughing. Their attitudes were completely opposite from when they were in the building. Buses chugged across the lot toward the front of the school. We passed a few Guard who were stationed at numerous spots along the way. They nodded to Cooper.

      I looked over at him. Cooper seemed well respected by the Guard. And I hoped that someday others would look at me like that too.

      “Where’s Ally?” I asked.

      “They’ll be out shortly. Calliope is watching her, with Aaron,” he said.

      I rolled my eyes.

      Cooper caught me. “Aaron’s nice; I don’t know why you don’t like him.”

      “Do we have all day?” I griped and watched Cooper’s eyebrows shoot up. Which reminded me of Felix and his “critique”. If I wanted to be a Guard, I’d have to play nice. For now. “He is a nice guy,” I said trying not to sound too insincere. “He just wasn’t meant for Soul Collecting.” I opened my hands at my sides, repeating what Felix had said.

      “I’m sorry you didn’t get the job,” Cooper offered. “But Felix did say you were the best Collector; I can’t imagine he’d want to lose you from the team.”

      I already knew I was the best, but that shouldn’t have stopped him from choosing me for the Guard.

      We stopped walking by a black Mercedes and Cooper excused himself, appearing next to the two Guard standing at the entrance to the lot.

      I heard their clicking heels before I saw them. Ally, Krystal, and Heather walked across the lot, each of them holding their bags on the same shoulder, all three skirts swishing across their smooth legs. Ally held a cell phone to her ear while Heather typed something into hers. Krystal looked smug, as if she was aware of a joke that the other two weren’t. Calliope and Aaron flanked the girls.

      Ally ended her phone conversation, and Heather lifted her phone to Ally’s face.

      “See, I told you it was the same outfit!”

      Ally glanced at the screen and waved her hand over it, the gold bangles on her wrist clinking together.

      Heather put her phone in her purse. “I bet she had to put on three sets of spanks to fit into that dress. She’s really packed it on since Derick broke it off with her.”

      “Oh please,” Ally said with a snort. “He was just the excuse for her to eat her feelings. That was, like, four months ago. Get over it, heifer.”

      The girls laughed and piled into the car.

      “Anything?” Calliope asked suddenly appearing next to me.

      Trying not to show my surprise, I closed my eyes and concentrated on my surroundings. Nothing stirred within me. “Nope.”

      Opening my eyes I caught a glimpse of Aaron. His eyes were closed, as if he tried to feel it as well.

      He was such an idiot. Soul Collectors and Guard inherited separate powers from the Caeleste. When he was transferred to the Guard all of his Soul Collecting abilities were taken from him. He wouldn’t be able to sense a True Soul even if it was right in front of him.

      “Can you ride in the car with the girls?” Calliope asked.

      “Why me?” I demanded, whipping my head around to look at her.

      “Well, Cooper usually does, but he thought it would be better if you did so that if you come across the True Soul at any point you can interfere.”

      “Alright,” I said. “Let’s assume the one who broke into the Fort Knox of the After comes for her. How do you expect me to protect her?”

      “You won’t have to do anything. We’ll be in the cars behind and in front of you. He just wants her to be safe.” Calliope transported to the black car next to Ally’s and nodded at me from the driver seat.

      I guess that meant the decision had been made. I had no choice.

      “Here goes nothing,” I said and transitioned into the backseat of the car.

      If it weren’t for the fact I was already dead, I might have experienced a heart attack during the thirty-minute drive. Music pumped out of the speakers at an ear-shattering volume and Ally and Heather sang loudly along. They seemed to know every song that came on the radio, each one more exciting than the last, at least that was what I gleaned from their “I love this song!” as each one started. Turning my attention to the road, I attempted to ignore them. Ally swerved in between the other cars, jerking back and forth through traffic. I turned in my seat several times to make sure we were still being followed, but Calliope kept up easily enough.

      When we pulled into the parking garage at a mall I was so relieved and made a mental note to have someone else drive home with her. Ally parked the car in a spot close to the entrance. Ally and Heather flipped down their respective visors and used the small mirror to touch up their makeup. Krystal sat next to me, unmoving, as she had the whole ride there.

      “Latte anyone?” Heather chimed in.

      “Yes please!” Ally cheered. Krystal said nothing.

      I transitioned out of the car. The girls hopped out and six Guards appeared surrounding them in formation. Cooper stood closest to Ally, an invisible bodyguard.

      Calliope smiled as she appeared out of her car and nudged me to follow the girls as they strutted into the mall.

      “Is this normal?” I asked indicating the six Guards.

      “Not usually, but we can’t be too careful in this situation.”

      We