by Dawn Brower
“My mother confirmed it,” Regina said. “When she saw his portrait in the gallery. They met when he and his pirate crew plundered a ship she was sailing on.”
Her mouth fell open. Aubriella closed the book and looked at Regina. Her mouth fell open. “Does everyone in your family travel through time?” Why couldn’t she be that fortunate?
“Um, no,” Regina said sheepishly. “Well, almost all of them. I’m the one hold out. I’m happy where I am. My father found my mother in 1722 and brought her back to his time. Alys—well, you know about her.”
“And your niece has the ability too,” Aubriella said. “And her husband?”
“It’s all convoluted, isn’t it?” Trenton said. “I’ve had a lot of time to study it all, and it still amazes me.” He turned to Regina. “I forgot to tell you. Captain Jack is actually your uncle.”
“What?” She groaned. “Maybe this time traveling stuff is in our blood. How is he my uncle?”
“He’s your mother’s half-brother,” Trenton explained. “A by-blow from their father’s indiscretions—and one he never claimed. Elizabeth put it in detail in her journal.”
Aubriella studied the journal and didn’t pay attention to most of what they had said. She heard it, but her mind filed it away for examination at a later date. The journal and its contents held her immediate attention. She read a passage several times and something popped out at her.
The mirror calls to something inside of me. A part no one else sees but is ingrained in blood—like a song someone like me can hear.
Did Elizabeth have a psychic gift of some sort?
“I think I know how to do it,” Aubriella said excitedly.
“You do?” Trenton turned to her and quirked a brow. “How?”
“The person in control of the mirror has to have some kind of psychic ability. Eve is a telepath if the person is receptive to it,” Aubriella said. “I have empathic abilities. I wonder if that is enough.”
“Eve’s a telepath?” Trenton said.
Aubriella debated telling him about Genevieve’s gift, but Regina beat her to it. “Yes,” she said. “She used to talk to me.”
That’s interesting… If her cousin could talk to Regina, why hadn’t she tried to talk to her? What made Regina so special? Jealousy clawed through her, but she pushed it down. Now wasn’t the time for it.
“Explain,” Trenton demanded.
Regina fidgeted under Trenton’s stare. He clenched his cheeks and kept his hands fisted at his sides. His anger managed to seep through the shield Aubriella had erected. If he didn’t calm the fuck down, she’d have to step in. She hated to do that and hoped it didn’t get that far.
“I didn’t tell anyone. It sounded so crazy…” Regina chewed on her bottom lip.
“Quit stalling, Gina,” he said. “Tell me what you know.”
“I don’t know a lot. It was after our marriage was over. I was on my way here the first time she contacted me. It was almost like a dream. She couldn’t stay long and her messages were all so cryptic. To make it short, she wanted someone to save her. I eventually figured out she wanted me to reach out to you. That’s why I’ve been helping you so much.”
Trenton swore and paced the room. His anger dissipated without any help from her. She breathed a sigh of relief. A mirror on the other side of the room caught her attention. It was floor-length and something about it called to her. It could be the mirror Elizabeth wrote about. Without any conscious thought, she walked over to it. Swirls of mist filled the reflective glass.
“Can you see this?” Aubriella stared into the mirror. “All the fog, and oh my…”
A man with long dark hair and warm brown eyes came into focus. He strolled across a field, heading toward a towering castle. A river roared in the distance. His emotions were powerful enough to break through every shield she had in place. His pain was even greater than Trenton’s, and the need to make it go away was difficult to ignore. She could take that away from him and give him a sense of peace, but she had to go to him to do it. If she did that, she wouldn’t be around to help find Genevieve. Aubriella had to make a decision and fast.
“What?” Trenton asked.
“That’s one handsome man. He looks so lonely...” She tilted her head, intent on the image. She knew what she had to do. Trenton would save her cousin, but there was no one around to do the same for this man. “I’m going to help him…”
She dropped the book and stepped through the mirror, disappearing inside. The mist swallowed her whole and disoriented her. She focused on the man and his location. The mist spat her out like something that tasted bad. She didn’t have time to prepare for the impact and her head bounced on the ground. Aubriella glanced up, meeting the man’s gaze. At least she’d managed to do that part right—she’d found him. Her vision blurred and she lost consciousness.
About the Author
Dawn Brower holds a Bachelor of Arts in Psychology, a Master of Arts in Education, and a Master of Arts in Liberal Arts with concentrations in Literature, History, and Sociology. She works as a substitute teacher and enjoys the flexibility it gives her to concentrate on her other endeavors.
Growing up she was the only girl out of six children. She is a single mother of two teenage boys; there is never a dull moment in her life. Reading books is her favorite hobby. While she loves all genres she focuses most of her writing on historical and contemporary romance.
There are always stories inside her head; she just never thought she could make them come to life. That creativity has finally found an outlet.
For more information visit her website at: http://www.authordawnbrower.com/
Books by Dawn Brower
Broken Pearl
Deadly Benevolence
There You’ll Be
Don’t Happen Twice
A Wallflower’s Christmas Kiss
Forever My Earl
Marsden Romances
A Flawed Jewel
A Crystal Angel
A Treasured Lily
A Sanguine Gem
A Hidden Ruby
A Discarded Pearl
Novak Springs
Cowgirl Fever
Dirty Proof
Unbridled Pursuit
Sensual Games
Christmas Temptation
Linked Across Time
Saved by My Blackguard
Searching for My Rogue
Seduction of My Rake
Surrendering to My Spy
Spellbound by My Charmer
Stolen by My Knave
Separated from My Love
Scandalized by My Prince
Heart’s Intent
One Heart to Give
Unveiled Hearts
Heart of the Moment
Broken Curses
The Enchanted Princess