Shadow of My Heart - By Caryn Moya-Block Page 0,14
was early the next day. It was then she realized her arm didn’t hurt and it wasn’t in a cast. What was going on here? She reached over to feel where the break should have been. But nothing appeared to be wrong. Not even a bruise marred her skin.
She was still dressed in the clothes she wore yesterday, minus her shirt and boots. Shaking her head in confusion, she got out of the bed and grabbed the robe lying at the foot. Slipping it on, she tiptoed out of the room. She looked around the hallway. This was Quiet Thunder’s ranch house. But how did she get back here? Did she fall off the horse and hit her head? She should have a broken arm. Dr. Rick said it needed to be immobilized. But she felt fine.
Making her way down the stairs, she headed for the kitchen and the smell of hot coffee. Maybe things would make more sense after she had a cup. She walked into the kitchen and saw a blond-haired woman standing at the sink. The woman was wearing a black-leather trench coat and black high-heeled boots. Her long blond hair was caught up in a ponytail that flowed down her back. The woman turned and smiled at her.
“You must be Cara. Hi, I’m Tatiana, Ana for short. I’m Gwen’s sister,” the woman said as she poured a cup of coffee and handed it to Cara. “Do you like it with cream and sugar?”
“Yes, please,” Cara answered. “You don’t look like Gwen.”
“We’re adopted. Didn’t you know? Quiet Thunder adopted us after our parents died. Members of the Nuni Nagi tribe have a tendency to die soon after their mates.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to pry,” Cara answered.
“No, it’s okay. Quiet Thunder is the tribe’s shaman. He looks after the orphans of the tribe. Gwen and Lindy have been with him longer than I have. But they claim me as their sister just the same. When you marry Raven, you will be our sister too.”
“Raven hasn’t asked me to marry him,” Cara said, blushing.
“Don’t worry, he will. Gwen said he’s crazy about you. You are connected to him, heart to heart and soul to soul. You have to marry him.”
“What do you mean?”
“I told you, you are connected. You are his true mate. Raven is the first of this generation to find his. You’ve given us all a great gift. We have hope. Now we know we can find our mates.”
“I don’t understand.”
“You aren’t a morning person, are you? Don’t worry about it for now. Raven will fill you in, I’m sure. Just know that you are part of our family, a member of our tribe. I’m glad we got to meet. I have to head out to join my Seal team. I work for the State Department. But I promise to come back for the wedding. The whole tribe will want to be there.”
Tatiana smiled at Cara and walked out of the kitchen. Cara followed her and saw her reach down to pick up a duffle bag and briefcase.
“Take care, and welcome to the family.”
As Tatiana headed out the door, Cara gave a quick wave. She felt more confused than ever. Going back into the kitchen, she refilled her cup and fixed a cup for Raven. She needed some answers and knew right where to get them.
Raven smelled the delectable scent of coffee in the air as he opened his eyes. Cara sat in a chair across from the bed studying him. A mug of the warm drink sat on the table next to the bed.
“Hi,” he said lazily, giving her a smile. “How are you feeling?” he asked as he sat up in bed and reached for the cup of coffee.
“Remarkably good, considering I fell from a horse and broke my arm,” Cara said. “How is it I am completely fine? I did break my arm, didn’t I?”
“Quiet Thunder used his gift of healing and fixed you right up. You were asleep from the pain medication Dr. Rick gave you.”
“You’re saying Quiet Thunder healed my broken arm?”
“As good as new. You didn’t want to be in a cast for six weeks did you?” Raven asked perplexed.
“Raven, people do not go around healing other people’s injuries. That would take a miracle.”
“Many of the Native tribes have healers. You can find energy healers in almost every city in America. The ability to heal has always been a gift available to us. Come sit by me and touch me.