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    Heart Ward: An Inner Origins Companion
    Heart Ward: An Inner Origins Companion
    Heart Ward: An Inner Origins Companion
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    Heart Ward: An Inner Origins Companion

    By Ellis Logan

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    I’d never felt anything like it before, not once among a thousand touches from other Light fae, and I knew it in an instant for what it was.
    A myth. A fairy tale.
    The surge.
    A connection between two people that went beyond love, beyond duty. A complete connection of bodies, minds, spirits. At least, that’s what people said. Most people didn’t believe in it. I certainly never had.
    I didn’t.
    Heart Ward, the Inner Origins companion novella, is a short and steamy leap deep into the mind and heart of Alec Ward. In this exciting retelling of the love story between Alec and Siri, you’ll get to see what he was doing before they met, and experience firsthand his inner struggle to let himself love again.
    This book is best read after Books 2 or 3 in the Inner Origins series (after Fates of Midgard or Gifts of Elysielle).

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherEarth Lodge
    Release dateSep 8, 2016
    ISBN9781944396329
    Heart Ward: An Inner Origins Companion
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    Ellis Logan

    Magic. Mayhem. Psyops. Fantasy writer chasing mysteries in the myth.

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      Heart Ward - Ellis Logan

      Heart

      Ward

      An Inner Origins Companion Book

      Ellis Logan

      An Earth Lodge® Publication

      Roxbury, Connecticut

      Copyright 2016, Ellis Logan

      All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this work in any form whatsoever, without written permission. For more information contact Ellis Logan c/o Earth Lodge®, 12 Church St., Roxbury, CT 06783 or visit Earth Lodge® online at www.earthlodgebooks.com

      Published in the U.S.A. by Earth Lodge®

      Cover Design by Maya Cointreau

      ISBN 978-1-944396-31-2

      More Books in the Inner Origins Series

      Shades of Valhalla

      Fates of Midgard

      Gifts of Elysielle

      "Hear my soul speak.

      Of the very instant that I saw you,

      Did my heart fly at your service."

      Shakespeare

      The Tempest

      Prologue

      I should have listened.

      I should have stayed outside.

      But the sound of silence was overwhelming. A mail courier walked by on the brownstone-lined street, yet I barely heard her steps through the hush of the trees, the absence of the birds. I felt frozen, weighed down under the watchful eyes of the squirrels, unmoving on their branches.

      I’d never sensed such stillness and burden in the air.

      When a gust of wind blasted me without warning, it shocked me, raw against my skin, and I couldn’t help it.

      I turned and ran, in through the door hanging precariously on broken hinges, past the shoes of all sizes lined up haphazardly in the hall, into the living room.

      At first, I thought maybe there had been an accident with some paint. A home decorating project gone awry. But then, I saw the hand on the coffee table, severed fingers lined up so neatly, so carefully nearby. Hair in clumps, strewn about the floor, on the couches, on the-

      Suddenly, the world was quiet no more. A high-pitched noise filled all my senses, piercing my ears. I closed my eyes against the sound and fell to my knees, clapping my hands over my ears. Trying to make it stop. Trying to shut out what I had seen.

      But it was too late.

      The piercing sound continued to build, and I knew I would never, ever be able to silence it. Because it was me. It was the sound of the person I’d been shattering, of something fragile inside me ripping apart into a thousand brittle pieces.

      I was the one screaming. And nothing would ever be the same.

      Chapter 1

      I couldn’t remember my last full night of sleep. I was investigating yet another financial firm in downtown Manhattan when the call came in, robbing me of any hope that tonight would be any different.

      Ward, I’d answered. Dressed in a custodial outfit and carrying a bottle of glass cleaner, cloth chamois sticking out of my back pocket, no one gave me second glance as I weaved through the cubicles. This late at night, only grunts and lackeys were working, too busy trying to make a good impression on their bosses to care about someone like me.

      Situation report? the cool voice came over the line, laced with the static of a bad connection.

      Clean.

      A frustrated sigh broadcasted clearly. Dammit. The Morrigan’s got everyone tightening their nets.

      I know. Everything’s been wiped here. We’d been searching for a paper trail to the research facilities of the Morrigan for months, and still had nothing to show for it. The leader of the Shades had been attacking our people with some sort of anti-serum that threw Light fae into comas, and our scientists had no idea how to counteract it. We needed to find a cure, and we needed it yesterday. The medical facilities in Valhalla were starting to fill up, and everyone was worrying about what would happen if Mikael Morrigan decided to escalate and do something on a larger scale.

      It wasn’t really a question of if, but when.

      Just as well, I suppose. Amber and Ewan have reported in, they’re on a flight back from Vancouver getting in later tonight. I’m going to need you to stop on your way back north to pick someone up at Vala’s and bring them in. Mitch Slaight’s voice faded in and out, and I wasn’t sure I heard him right.

      Did you say you want me to stop at Vala’s? Sorry, this connection is pretty crappy.

      Yeah, a faeling seems to have gotten herself in trouble with the Shades. They took the girl’s mother, but she managed to get away somehow. Find a place to lie low overnight and get there as early as you can in the morning to pick her up.

      You want me to bring some kid all the way up to Montreal on my bike? I don’t know, isn’t that illegal or something? I put the glass cleaner down on a desk as I walked and ran a hand through my hair, considering.

      No, not a kid. A teenager. Vala says she has all her papers, so crossing the border should be no problem. Just start making your way up to Vermont, get some rest, and get her to the safehouse in one piece. She might have intel that can help us.

      Not holding my breath here, I snorted.

      A frazzled looking brunette looked up from her computer screen and gave me the once over. Her mouth opened just a little and her eyes widened in appreciation, following me as I passed. If I’d had some time to kill, maybe I would have taken her up on the invitation clear in her eyes. She might be working in a banking firm with Dark affiliations, but chances were she was just another clueless human. Still, maybe I could come back another time and see if I could hit her up for some information. Sometimes, it was the people lowest on the ladder who noticed things, simply because they were motivated enough, or jealous enough, to pay attention. But, duty called. No time for fun. I winked at her and headed out of the office to the elevators.

      Look, Alec, this girl, she’s a V.I.P., make sure you treat her like one. I rolled my eyes, barely listening. You’ve met her mother, Frederika Alvarsson.

      Fred? The name snapped me back to attention. I didn’t know she had a daughter. I’d attended several training seminars with Frederika Alvarsson, learning human fighting techniques like Krav Maga and Aikido. She’d made a big impression on me each time, with her easy manner, big smile, and hard-hitting punches. I’d learned a lot from her.

      Vala thinks this girl is important, so until we know otherwise, we treat her that way.

      I grunted impatiently. It didn’t really matter either way to me. I just wanted to get on the road, sleep in my own bed. Right, and we know Vala’s never wrong.

      Not often enough for anyone to remember, anyway. So you get that girl here in one piece.

      The elevator dinged its arrival.

      Okay, ride’s here. I’m going to lose you in a minute. Don’t worry about the girl, I’ll protect her with my life, whoever she is.

      "I

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