gilded cage was open, Oracle was dead, sort of, and she was the entity that rose from the ashes.
Now she had a new role.
She was both Oracle and part of the phoenix. From the ashes of her ‘demise’ rose something powerful. They were going to make a difference in so many lives.
How?
Avalon Miller was going to use her gift to help those who needed their assistance.
It was her dream in life. Why not reach out to those who were trapped, a prisoner, and struggling? After all, she’d been there not that long ago. Now that she was free, Avalon wanted to give back.
She wanted to give hope.
The best way she could do it was to reach out into the minds of fellow psychics and offer their assistance. It wasn’t like these individuals could come out and ask for help.
Who would believe them?
Who would they tell?
In the eyes of normal society, she was a freak, and so were they. So, they needed someone to believe in them, and their team would do just that.
What else was she supposed to do with her gift?
After all, she saw everything.
If you needed a question answered, she was your woman. If you needed a glimpse into the future, give her a call but be ready to hear everything.
With her ‘death’ the new team had been formed, and they were only waiting for her to pick their first case. It rode on her shoulders, and Avalon was pretty sure she had the right woman in mind. Of all the voices in her head, she honed in on the most desperate one.
Now, they could make a difference.
They were going to help people, and that was all she wanted in life.
That wasn’t true.
There was one other ‘thing’ she wanted, but it was actually a person. His name was Nathaniel Carter. Her boyfriend, if that’s what you wanted to call him, was a prize. From the black hair, to the icy blue eyes, he was sexy as sin. Granted, he was much older than she was, but that was part of the allure. While Avalon was merely twenty five, and so very innocent, Nathaniel was over forty and wise for his years.
It heated her body every time she thought about him. While she knew there was something fatherly about him, which appealed on some level, there was so much more to their relationship.
From the second she ‘saw’ him, Avalon knew he was the one. There was just something about Nathaniel that made her happy. It was that reassurance, that sweetness, and of course the sexiness of his body that didn't hurt either.
Call her a hussy, but the sex was hot. She loved that he took the time to learn everything about what pleased her. Nathaniel Carter made it his mission, and she was the definite winner there.
All that she was really missing, in their union, was actually seeing him. In her dreams, he was crystal clear, but when she was awake she could only see his aura.
Honestly, it didn't bother her. Avalon had come to adjust to not seeing the people around her. From birth, it had been her disability, but her other senses were amazing.
She could read auras to pick out the person she was ‘looking’ at. It was easy to find Nathaniel in a room. Her nose could detect his scent, her mind could ‘see’ his aura, and she was able to get into his arms.
It’s where she spent most of her time.
Nathaniel was super protective of her, and Avalon didn't mind. If he wanted to wrap himself around her, she was good with that. Why turn down a sexy FBI man?
She was blind.
Not crazy.
So, she let him be bossy and over protective. It was just part of his nature, and while the saying was ‘you can’t teach an old dog new tricks’ , Avalon didn't believe that applied to Nathaniel. He was trying to do everything right in an effort to meet her halfway.
Relationships were about compromise, or that was what Elizabeth Blackhawk had once told her. She believed that they were on the right path.
Besides, in her life, no one had ever wanted to fill that role. For so long, she’d been unloved, unwanted, and all alone. Now, everything had changed. In fact, Nathaniel Carter