All Chapters of The Reaver Chronicles: The Keepers (Book 5): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 12I was definitely interested as I sat back in my seat kicking my feet up on the chair in front of me. So my theory was right… The reel played on to show Andres destroying the physical Pandora's Box and Ambrosia dying with its destruction. I’ll give it to whoever sent me these outcomes, they were nothing if not thorough. I watched my brother, Rowen, run to Ambrosia’s dying body, taking her into his arms. I could see and hear his pain through his facial expressions and his stammered words. I could then feel the pain in his chest to my very core. I watched as he lost the most important woman in his life. I watched as she faded before his eyes and there was nothing any of us could do to stop it. His desperation reminded me deeply of parts of his Human life. While Rowen never lost anyone dear to him like my other brothers, Rowen never had anyone in his life to lose. That same despair he felt, the dame despair I was feeling now, was all too familiar when I recalled his Human lif

Chapter 14I arrived at Rowen's just as Ramses, Katrina, and Jade arrived. I took a seat in the armchair in Rowen’s sitting room. I had become rather fond of that spot. It was the ideal spot for me to be able to see everyone at an optimum angle. For someone who preferred to watch and listen, it was the ideal place to do so. The thoughts of what I saw in my dreamwalk last night were haunting me. How exactly was I going to get the point across that Ambrosia had to kill Dominik… Honestly, I knew she wouldn’t do it, leaving it to me. Always leaving it up to me... Ramses left Katrina and Jade with me in the sitting room, and he walked upstairs where I assume Rowen was. Neither Katrina or Jade said much, but I could feel Jade’s eyes on me. I looked up and met her gaze which she only held for a few moments before looking away. I snickered in my mind. Silly Humans. But I couldn’t blame her, she couldn’t help it. I turned to Katrina who looked over at me at the same time. “How is Kember?” I

Chapter 16We had been walking for what seemed like ages when we finally reached a cliff. Looking down off the edge I could see the waves of the ocean crashing into the jagged rocks below. Over to the right there was a small space where you could walk down on some makeshift steps. They took you around the side of the cliff, but I couldn't see where they ended up. There was no railing and the steps were rickety. I wasn't worried about myself, but Katrina wouldn't survive a fall from this high. I kept my eye on her the entire way, but it seemed as if she had done this a time or two. Something about the way she maneuvered between the steps, missing the ones that seemed to be in the worst condition gave me that clue. My nerves calmed as we made our way down the cliff and I could see an opening towards the bottom. It looked like it opened into a cave system, however at high tide it looked like the cave would be flooded. This could be a disaster waiting to happen. Once we got down inside

Chapter 18I grumbled to myself, noting that my tears were still fucking falling as I wrapped the Box in a small black cloth that was at my feet, before shoving it into the bag. I swung the bag over my shoulder, and just as I did the ground started to shake and rumble again. I scooped Katrina's body from the floor. The water had washed some of the blood out of her hair and it was now dripping down the front of me. I didn’t even care. I held her close as the cave groaned and the rocks moved underneath me. I noticed the fissure started to close. After a few moments, the tectonic activity ceased, and the fissure had closed completely. It looked as if it had never been there, and I couldn't help but notice the only thing left was a small scar looking blemish in the rocks. So lightly engraved that a naked eye wouldn’t even see it. The tears had stopped at this point and I was angry. So fucking angry. Angry at myself for letting her do this. Angry at her for doing this. Angry at Thayne fo

Chapter 20We stayed in the cave for a while, mostly in silence. I knew my brother needed this, and maybe I did too. The strange thing was the feeling of magic in that cave. I swear I saw some sort of shimmery substance by one of the rocks going further down into the cave, but in my grief stricken mind I’m sure I imagined it. As my brother and I headed out of the cave system we walked in silence. Grief was a strange thing, and I have always thought this. “Look, I’m going to need some time to process this. I will be ok, but please just let me have the time I need. Next week on Saturday we are going to celebrate Katrina’s life, in New Orleans. It will be a party to top anything that has ever been done before... But until then, I need to grieve. I’m going to go back to your house, and get Jade. She needs to grieve too, and we can do it together. I will reach out when we are ready.” He said. I nodded to him and materialized home with him by my side. It had been hours since we left, and e