Out Of The Ashes (The Ending Series, #3) Read Online Free

already was.
    Jason and Dani both looked at me.
    “I don’t mind having my own tent.
You guys share, really.”
    “I don’t think you should be alone
tonight, Zo. What if something happens?” I noticed Dani’s eyes skirt to Jake
again; he’d just dropped his own tent on the ground on the other side of the
fire.
    “What if your memory comes back
and you’re all alone?” Dani said, bringing my attention back to her. “I should
be with you…unless…” Again, her eyes drifted to Jake.
    What does it mean that he can
“regenerate”? A rush of anxiety filled me
as I thought about sleeping in the same tent as him. Dani might’ve told me that
Jake and I were together , but she hadn’t given me any of the details,
and I wasn’t quite ready for that yet.
    Becca walked past, startling me.
Her face was soft and glowing in the building flames. “We can share a tent
tonight, if you would like,” she said. I hadn’t talked to her much since we’d
left Colorado Springs, so I was surprised she’d even offered.
    I flashed her a grateful smile.
“Thanks, Becca.” Looking at Dani, I asked, “Do you mind?”
    Dani shrugged and shook her head.
“Only if you’re sure, Zo.”
    “Yes, I’m sure.”
    “You can use this tent,” Jason
offered, prepared to pull the tent poles out of the pack.
    “That’s okay, Jason. I can finish.
You guys can set up your stuff. Can you just point me to my things?” I hadn’t
needed them for anything yet, since we’d been riding all day. “I do have things ,
right?”
    Jason nodded to Dani, and with a
willing smile she picked up the flashlight he’d set on the ground and walked
with me over to Mocha.
    As I trudged along behind her, I
noticed how many people were bustling around, chatting while they set up for
the night. Our cramped little camp was in a wooded area off the highway, out of
sight but not so far away from the road that I couldn’t hear one of the horses
clip-clopping lazily on the asphalt.
    Stepping up to Mocha, Dani started
untying the two long stuff sacks secured behind the saddle with one hand,
tossing me each as she freed them. Both were black with a purple Celtic knot
painted on the side.
    “That’s your sleeping bag and
sleeping pad,” she said, pointing to each before she peeked into one of the
saddlebags, which were still on the horse. “Yep, your clothes and whatnot are
in here. Give me a sec and I’ll have these down for you.”
    “Don’t worry, I’ll get them,” I
said, not wanting her to struggle needlessly. As I fumbled to loosen the saddlebag,
I stared at the knot painted on it. I had no idea what the heck it meant.
“Apparently I really like this symbol,” I said. “It’s all over my stuff.”
    Finally unfastening the bag, I
turned around. Dani eyed me a moment, her face cast in shadows; obviously it
meant something important to her, too. I glanced back down at the bag, the knot
glaring at me.
    Assuming it was my confusion that
made her expel a tiny sigh of sadness, I released a sigh of my own. “I’m sorry,
Dani. I wish I could remember…”
    She stepped closer and nudged my
arm with her good shoulder, offering me a reassuring smile that didn’t touch
her eyes. “It’s okay, Zo. We’ll figure it out tomorrow. It’s been a long day,
and we all need our rest.”
    I nodded and turned to tug the
leather bags off of Mocha’s back, but grunted when they were heavier than I’d
expected. “What the hell did I put in he—”
    “Here.” A deep rumble came from
behind me, and an arm reached over my shoulder and grabbed the cross strap of
the saddlebags. Jake pulled them effortlessly off the horse and asked me where
I wanted them.
    “Over by Becca,” I said, pointing
dumbly. I’d decided Jake was intimidating—alluring but intimidating—and it
prevented me from putting on a show of calmness around him, like I could around
everyone else.
    A pained expression pinched his
features, but without another word, he headed to the other side of