Warrior (Twisted Sister #2) Read Online Free Page A

buddy, just open your mouth and speak to her. Come on Claude. Seeing that Claude isn’t going to speak anytime soon, I shake my head in disappointment and turn my attention back to Sophie.
    “Sophie, my dear, take Claude down to medical.” If he won’t help himself, I will have to do it for him.
    “Why are you helping him, when you won’t help us?” Dragon growls at me.
    Claude groans in protest.
    Oh, hell no. I will not be disrespected, so I lower my voice and allow Dragon to push forward and show in my eyes. I stare at Claude and growl, “And that… is an order .” I spin around to face Sophie and soften my voice, not wanting to startle the youngster, “Sophie, do you know why the Seers wish to see me?”
    My heart hammers in my chest, I’m surprised that I’m still able to stand. The blood is pumping through my veins so fast. My foot starts to tap on the tiles in a quiet beat, as the frustration rises. Don’t they know that I need these answers now? I wait for Sophie to take her eyes off Claude long enough to reply. I try to regain her attention back to the matter at hand by clearing my throat. “Sophie,” I call out when she doesn’t turn to face me. “Sophie…”
    Dragon chuckles under his breath. “Seems to me that the little one isn’t so into you, dear Philli.”
    “Shut the fuck up, Dragon. I’m in no mood to hear your banter right now,” I growl inwardly at Dragon, making it quite clear that the conversation is long over.
    “ Sophie! ” I growl, loud enough to allow my voice to echo off the great hall walls.
    “What? Uh… what did you say?” Sophie jumps back and lowers her head in submission, once she realizes who she’s talking to. She looks sheepish as she clears her throat, “Oh my… oh my God, I am… so very sorry, my Prince.” Sophie bows low as she tries again, “I really am very sorry. Um… yes, the Seers wish to see you. They sent me here with an urgent message to bring you to them, as soon as possible.”
    I raise my hand and point down to Claude on the floor and growl, “When you’re able to stand without tripping over your own tongue, you are to go with Sophie to medical and get checked out. Report back to me in the morning, do you understand?”
    I don’t wait for Claude to answer as I stride out of the great hall and down the corridor, following the long walkway to the end, and taking the first left out of the front doors.
    If the Seers want to see me, this could turn out very bad. The fact that it was me that was called, and not one of the other Watchers, has my mind starting to run with all the possibilities as to what is actually going on? And none of them are good.
    The Seers are a group of paranormal creatures of all shapes and forms, who have the ability to see into the future—they’re born with the gift. The majority of the time, they will only see pictures or shapes and will need to attempt to piece it all together, like a giant jigsaw. This can bring about a lot of misleads and faults, but there are the odd times one of the Seers will actually be able to give great detail. The council relies on the Seers for everything we do, we have a duty to protect and keep our existence a secret. And without the sight from these creatures, we never really know when trouble is going to strike us down.
    Something about this whole situation is putting me on edge, my own intuition is screaming at me to hold on and brace for the worst. I have the gift of a Seer, but for reasons I have no control over, I have not been able to see anything since the death of my mate, Louise.
    I haven’t had anything to do with this side of my life since I allowed Louise to walk out on me and become Markus’s mate. Why would they call me here, when they know this is the last place in this realm that I want to be? Being here is torturing me because everywhere I look I see things that remind me of her. She loved nothing more than coming with me to look into the Globe and see the things to