Chapter 2: Meeting the mate

Kahlan pov

My heart beat was coming faster when I entered the room. Everywhere was suddenly quiet, eerily silent.

I pulled myself to a stop as I try to comport myself but that soon failed when I saw my mom lying weirdly on the floor.

My legs made a mental check to my brain and I found myself kneeling beside her in the next minutes.

My breath was caught up in my throat as I watched her. Her eyes were closed and she wasn't moving. 

I didn't want to guess. No, it must not be what I'm currently thinking of.

"Mom," I called softly as the tears flowed down my cheeks and they burned with it. " Mom," I called again. "Please, get up."

But she wouldn't reply to me. Perhaps, she was pranking me.

I shuddered for a moment and my fear became reality. "Mom!" I cried as I pulled her weight on me. I couldn't breathe properly. It looked as though I had something in my throat, no! On my head! It looked like something was choking me.

"Mom!" I cried harder! And that was when I noticed that there was a hole in her chest. And there was a heart some centimeters away. I was already stained by her blood but I didn't want to accept. I didn't want to accept that my mother was gone.

I pulled to a stop suddenly when I saw a hand sticking out from behind the chair. My heart skipped a beat as I moved closer. 

My heart nearly stopped beating as I stared at my father's carcass on the floor. He has his head torn away from his body as well as his legs and arms. It was like someone did it intentionally. As if, they killed him and had to pull him apart to insult him.

Suddenly, I felt heat rush toward me. It seemed like the air was blowing in my direction. I turned slowly until I'm looking at a man whose gaze was on me as well.

He was tall and strong and fit. I don't know if he has abs underneath the clothes but he has broad shoulders. He’s the real definition of handsome. If I don’t know better, I would say he’s the most handsome man I’ve ever seen.

His eyes are beautiful and I got drowned in them for a moment. His skin is smooth and flawless. Everything about him is just too perfect. Who the fuck could he be?

Our gaze held for a moment and it looked as though we were the only ones in the room even though, there were some men around as well which I didn't even notice at first when I entered the room.

The tears abruptly pulled me out of my trance. "Did," the words were caught in my throat and I had to swallow harder before I could speak again. "Did you kill them?"

He was looking at me, his expression hard and unapologetic. I don't know why I asked that foolish question. Wasn't it obvious who had killed my family?

I turned away from him as the tears blinded my eyes. My eyes felt like they would tear soon. I looked over at my father's carcass again and I couldn't help but cry afresh.

My father might have started to hate me but I will always love him and I was waiting for the right time. I know he would change his mind.

"Why did you do this to him!" I yelled again. Though, the man remained mute as if he was deaf and dumb.

I rushed over to my father and sobbed quietly. I'm so devastated. If the man staring at me in this room killed my whole pack, doesn't that mean he would kill me as well?

My dagger was in my hand as I carefully stood up. I'm seriously going to avenge their death. It doesn't matter if he kills me as well. But I won't be the only one in the hell of damnation. 

"Who the fuck are you? What do you want from us?" I say slowly, my hand around the dagger. I don't know if he saw the dagger or not but several men came before him, to prevent me from getting to him.

But the man raised a hand and the men backed up. A lot of questions rolled into my mind before I could get to him. Who was he and what did he want from us? And why do these men heed him? These questions gave me a sudden headache. I don’t know why I have questions but the answers elude me.

“Who are you?” He spoke finally, his voice deep and strong. It caused a vibration through me anyways. I don’t know why this is happening to me but I’m not curious to find out. All I want to know is why my parents have to die. Why does my pack have to be killed?

“You don’t know me?” I huffed at him. “For a man who killed my entire race! You are not only wicked but rude!” I snarled at him.

His gaze switched. “You are Kahlan?” There was a surprise in his voice.

What! Does he know me? That made me more furious.

“How the fuck did you know my name?” I was already moving close to him, slowly and my hand slowly formed a fist beside me.

He didn’t talk again as his eyes watched me with curiosity. I saw a flicker of pain in his eyes. It was so fast that I had to wonder if I actually saw it.

“You have to calm down,” he said slowly.

That was actually funny. Despite the situation, I made a funny rumble of laughter. “You killed my family and you want me to calm down?”

“You are as stubborn as everyone paints you as,” he hinted and shook his head slightly. “But you need to calm down and follow me.”

I was still moving close to him. “Follow you? You’ve killed my parents, what else do you want? Are you going to kill me as well?”

“No. You are my mate, Kahlan,” he announced and I pulled to a stop immediately. 

I can’t hide the fact that I felt strongly attached to this man or the fact that his look has such a strong effect on me. 

But wait! My mate killed my whole family?

“You are my mate and you are coming with me, to take your place, beside me,” he said with vigor as if nothing had taken place here today.

Is he kidding me? 

I started towards him again, I was almost near anyways.

The other men backed off now as if they expected us to mate at this moment. They must be daydreaming anyways.

I nodded in agreement to what the man had said to distract him. “I will follow you,” I expressed until I was close enough.

The heat emanating from him makes me shudder uncontrollably. My heartbeat accelerated as I looked up at him. We are close now, only a hairbreadth away.

“But may I know your name?” I asked as I carefully brought out the knife.

“I’m Eric and_,” he pulled to a stop as my knife went deeper into his stomach.

“This is for killing my mother! Monster!” I yelled and pulled the knife deeper into him. I was fast, so fast that the knife was almost lost inside him when something hit my neck and I suddenly started falling into a pit of darkness.