forum Blood Oath (O/O CLOSED)

Started February 21, 2019 by Deleted user

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I grinned.

“Then I suppose he has to watch out, huh?” I joked. “C’mon, I could go with you if you want me to.”

I almost nodded—how could I face Colton alone? Pretend nothing had ever happened? As him to help me?

But I couldn’t allow Kaden to see the tension between us, neither could I give him any ideas about that happened to drive us all the way to where we were. I couldn’t let anyone see that….

So I shook my head, pressing a kiss to the top of Scylla’s beak. “We’ll be fine. But thank you.”

I furrowed my eyebrows, but didn’t object. I suppose he had to deal with this alone, huh?

“All right,” I said softly. “But I’m here if you ever need me.”

“Thanks, Kaden,” I told him quietly, tapping my shoulder as an indication for Scylla to perch there. “I know I haven’t really been easy to deal with. Sorry. A lot happed really fast and I just…”

"Nonsense," I shook my head, opening my arms to engulf him in a hug. "You're not hard to deal with. I love you, so I'm glad to be here for you always."

Taken by surprise, I took a second before the hug registered, and I tentatively returned it. “Thank you… Same goes from me to you. And Andreas.”

"Thanks, Eli," I patted him on the back before I turned to Scylla, rubbing her on the head, feeling her hot body against my hand. "You're going to be fine, I promise."

Scylla butted her head against Kaden’s hand, digging her claws into my shoulder. Her condition had kept me up last night, worrying, trying to take care of her and cool her heated body. “I really hope so…”

Colton’s POV:

Things were going excellent. Everything I learned from meetings, I’d tell my lady. I’d been pleasing her a lot. Key stopped refusing me, which was amazing because I didn’t want to hurt him.

Then the knock on the door interrupted me. Quirking an eyebrow, I walked over to open it and came face-to-face with Elle.

I don’t know how long I stood in front of Colton’s door, holding onto Scylla for dear life—her dear life. Unable to knock, to summon the person I most dreaded seeing. But this was about more than my stupid pride and twisted love life. This was about my bondmate, and she came first. Before me, before anyone or anything else.

So I swallowed and rapped my knuckles against the smooth wood, heart thundering. And before long, it swung open.

My blood turned to ice.

I raised an eyebrow. This was the person the princeling has fallen for? This… person pretending to be a male? This was the reason I was able to take control?

“Elle,” I tested her name on my tongue. “What a surprise. Is there something you want from me?”

His voice remained cold, his uncaring expression didn’t falter. So I refused to let mine crumble, denied the conflicted pleas of my damaged heart. “You’re the only other Type A in the country. Something’s wrong with Scylla. The healers don’t know how to fix it.” I delivered the sentence calmly, fixing my eyes to a spot in between his beautiful eyes. If I lost control now, let my powers spiral away..

Ah… I should be acting more like Colton to keep suspicions to the minimum. So I furrowed my eyebrows, letting a flash of worry spread across my face before I covered it up. Perfect.

“Come on in,” I said, pretending I was trying not to let my voice crack. I stepped aside, opening the door wider.

My brows drew together. That was……easy. He was just going to….let me in? But I was admittedly satisfied by the flash of emotion he displayed. Maybe he wasn’t entirely gone..

I ducked my head as I stepped inside, shoulders taut. ”You’re going to be okay,” I communicated to Scylla. ”He’ll know how to help.”

I shut the door, motioning for Elle to set Scylla on the table. Once she did, I knelt down next to her, realization striking me.

”Oh,” I blinked. ”There’s really nothing to worry about. She’s evolving. It’ll go on for a while longer until she’s finished.”

For a moment, I was overwhelmed by a surge of relief. Scylla let out a slow sigh and paddled her feet in contentment. Then, a realization struck me.

“Wait—I didn’t actually tell you what was wrong. How do you know that?”

I quirked an eyebrow, shaking my head. Keep it steady. You don’t want anyone discovering who you really are, do you?

“What would be happening to an A that a healer wouldn’t understand?” I chuckled. ”Secondly, her fur’s glowing. See this spot right here—“ I touched her horn before furrowing my eyebrows. I pulled my hand back before rubbing her head, feeling her hot skin under my hand. This wasn’t right. A Type A shouldn’t be burning hot, even through evolution. ”On second thought… Tell me her symptoms. Her skin shouldn’t be this hot.”

Shit.

A glass of water on Colton’s desk toppled over, luckily spilling its contents onto the ground rather than the papers scattered here and there. I swallowed, hands tightening around the edge of my seat.

“She’s been sleeping a lot. And I can’t wake her up no matter what I try. She—A few days ago, the first time this happened, she summoned a whirlwind that practically tore the room apart. In her sleep. And she’s been using her powers at random as if they’re…. overflowing. Her eyes keep glowing, even when she’s not Singing.”

I pretended to be worried, running a hand through my hair, cursing.

”She’s got excess energy in her reservoir,” I said, worry lacing my voice before I inmediately put an end to it. Don’t too much. Don’t do too little. ”It’s tipping over. Sleeping too much and more often is normal, but attacking in sleep isn’t. Just like too little energy is dangerous, too much energy is worse.”

I swore, pressing the fingers of one hand to my mouth and reaching out to my bondmate with the other. Agitated, she whipped her tail, and with it came a sudden gust of wind that sent both Colton and I stumbling backwards.

“Hey, it’s okay!” I tried to comfort her aloud, pushing past the miniature gale and placing a calming hand on the top of her shell. The moment my skin made contact with hers, the wind stilled. “You’re going to be okay.”

I almost growled out loud, blowing my cover. I successfully pushed it back, continuing to keep up my act. A pang flashed across my chest, an unknown feeling crawling up my chest. I pushed it back immediately.

”She’s going to be fine,” I tried sounding convincing. My feet took me to my drawer, which I opened to take out a ring. What was I doing? Shouldn’t I be letting them suffer? I shouldn’t be helping them. But I did, anyway. I didn’t know why, but I wanted to. This feeling couldn’t have been mine.

Walking back towards them, I put the ring in her hands. I wanted them to leave immediately. This feeling was unwanted. It wasn’t mine. It was his.

”There’s something called a medium,” I began, slight control over my voice. ”It stores energy for as long as you want. Scylla should be able to put her energy in here, and tap into it whenever she wants.”

I scooped Scylla up into my arms, smothering a wince when her hot skin began to burn mine. While bounding her up and down as if cradling a child, I nodded slowly. "I'll do anything at this point. How long do we have?"

I blinked, shaking my head, something trying to force out. I immediately pushed him out.

”Luckily, you still have a day,” I responded, running a hand through my hair. ”Have you learned how to transfer energy?”

Transferring energy…

I swallowed. "Kaden did it with a leaf—but isn't that power exclusively for Healers? You're an Attacker, and I'm a Defender."

Oh, so that boy managed to get that far, huh?

”Type A are special,” I answered nonchalantly. ”You, as a Defender, are most closely related to the Healers. You can copy their technique easily as compared to an Attacker’s.”