As I finished taking the tests, I headed out of the bathroom, carefully setting them all out on the bed as Ryder watched me. I tried not to look at the results just yet, not wanting to get myself into a state when I knew there was a possibility that what they reflected now may not be the actual result. I needed to exercise patience and allow them the necessary time to provide the most accurate results possible, which, under the circumstances, was no easy feat."We have to wait a few minutes," I said, glancing up at Ryder.My heart was pounding so furiously that I worried I might have a heart attack. Ryder watched me with concern as I paced back and forth in the room, my anxiety reaching its peak. This was it. My answers were sitting right there on the bed. All I had to do was wait a few more seconds, then I would allow myself to look and then I could deal with whatever the results were.The alarm I had set on my phone went off, jolting me out of my anxious reverie.I hurried back ove
Ryder and I remained on my bed, both sitting quietly, feeling the awkwardness growing between us. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I got up and began clearing the used pregnancy tests.Ryder watched me, looking like he wanted to say something else, but he never did.When I was done throwing the tests in the trash, I turned to him. "Do you want a cup of coffee or something?" I offered.He hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Coffee sounds good."We headed to the kitchen together, still not saying much to one another. I told him I would make the coffee, so he said thanks and went and took a seat on the other side of the kitchen island, watching me.When the coffee was ready, I went over and handed him his mug, then I leaned against the counter beside him, sipping my own."After the morning I've had, it feels like this coffee needs a little something extra," I joked, attempting to lighten the mood.Ryder chuckled. "I was thinking the same thing."The awkwardness was still there, but we w
I hesitated. I wanted answers, but the experience was jarring every single time and left me feeling uncomfortable."Don't you want to know what it's all about?" Ryder went on, the hint of a challenge in his voice."Obviously I do... but... I dunno, it makes me feel weird," I explained."Yeah, that's no lie, but I think it's kinda worth it. This is pretty amazing. I wonder how it works?" he asked himself out loud.I took a deep breath and nodded. "Okay... I guess," I replied unenthusiastically. "Can we sit on the floor though? Maybe that will help with the falling feeling. It makes me feel kinda sick," I suggested hopefully. It reminded me of that sinking feeling you get in your stomach when something bad happens."Sure," Ryder agreed with an excited smile. "Let's go to the lounge then."We abandoned our coffee mugs, the drinks now all but cold and forgotten, and headed to the lounge. Ryder led the way, his eagerness and enthusiasm not lost on me.Taking a seat on the floor between th
The sensation was different this time. Instead of feeling like I was falling backward through the floor, it felt like I was being sucked through a black hole. It was a tug that seemed to emanate from my chest and pulled me forward violently through space and time. It felt similar to the way the tide seemed to pull at me when Tyler and I stood on the shore, allowing the waves to ebb and flow over our feet, only about a million times more powerful.Suddenly, I found myself in what appeared to be Ryder's bedroom, but the vision was blurry this time, not clear like the others had been. Ryder stood at my side, his image the only thing that was clear and crisp as his hand clutched mine while his chest heaved slightly. Clearly the slip had taken a physical toll on him too."Why's it so blurry?" he asked, looking around the room with confusion.It was kind of like everything was covered by a veil of some sort, or there was a weird layer of frosted glass that separated us from our surroundings
"I think I... I think I'm going to lie down for a bit," I said, still feeling the aftereffects of the vision.I needed to put some distance between myself and Ryder. Everything was happening so fast, and I wasn't ready for it. I still needed time to process. I wasn't even sure that things between him and me could ever be the same again, but to be thrown into situation after situation where it felt like everything was okay, but I knew it wasn't, was confusing and disorienting.Ryder took the hint and said, "I've got work to do anyway, but call me if you need anything."He headed back to his studio, leaving me alone with my thoughts. Once he was gone, I groaned and knocked my head against the bathroom wall behind me. I felt so torn and confused.It was one thing when the visions were of memories, but visions of the future were something else entirely. It gave me that weird uncanny feeling, like I was seeing something I wasn't supposed to.Still, I wasn't sure why this was happening. I s
Tyler and I headed to the kitchen to make dinner. He asked me what I felt like eating and I shrugged. "Anything, I'm starving," I admitted. "I nearly lost my breakfast after the earlier visions and felt so nauseous afterward that I skipped lunch."Tyler nodded and gave me a pitiful look. "Okay, let's make something quick and easy so that we can get you fed and then we can get started on our research."I agreed, eager to find answers, but also to eat.We settled on a quick and easy mac and cheese made from a box. It wasn't the most wholesome meal, but it checked all the boxes.Tyler was stirring a pot on the stove when I leaned against the counter beside him and asked, "So, let's think about this... What do we know so far?"Tyler began, "Well, I guess we know that the visions seem to include at least one of the people involved, so it would appear that it's, like, projecting the memories of one of the participants at any given time."I nodded in agreement. "Except for when they aren't me
Tyler shook his head. "I wanna do some research on the internet first, see if we can find anything else there before we take on another practical experiment," he explained.I shrugged, figuring that wasn't the worst idea. "Suppose that's fair," I agreed.I wasn't ready to chance another vision like the one Ryder and I had shared, and I also wasn't particularly keen to watch Ryder and Tyler staring into one another's eyes for hours waiting for something to happen. A bit of research sounded like a far more productive option."Well, in that case, I'm gonna leave you guys to it," Ryder announced, standing up and collecting our empty plates. "Can't say I've ever been any good at that type of stuff. I've got some work to finish anyway, but let me know if there's anything I can do to help," he finished loading the plates dishwasher.After Ryder had vacated the room, I turned to look at Tyler. He was taking a sip of his drink with that same sour expression on his face that I had seen earlier.
The next day, Tyler had classes even though it was a Saturday, but fortunately, he would be finishing reasonably early. I kissed him goodbye and then headed to the kitchen in search of coffee.As I sat at the kitchen island, sipping on my coffee and scrolling through my phone, Ryder wandered in, half asleep. We greeted each other, both sounding tired and groggy as Ryder began to make himself a cup of coffee.He took a seat beside me and asked, "Did you guys find anything last night?"I shook my head. "Not really. We found some stuff, but nothing that seemed to link to our specific experiences."I went on to explain the findings about shared consciousness and possible future visions, though none of it gave us the concrete answers we were searching for.Ryder nodded thoughtfully, taking a sip of his coffee. "Do you want to try again?" he asked after a moment of silence.I hesitated, feeling the weight of our previous attempt. But considering there were no other avenues of theoretical re
I adjusted my grip on the tiny, squirming bundle in my arms and smiled as a chorus of laughter echoed through the Valentine house."Could you hold her for a sec?" I asked Ryder, shifting Ava into a more comfortable position. "I forgot my phone downstairs.""Absolutely," he replied, his face lighting up as he took her from me.I had to admit, Ryder had surprised me. I’d always known Tyler would step up to fatherhood like it was his destiny, but Ryder… I thought he might need a little more coaxing along the way.To my relief, and, I'll be honest, surprise, that hadn’t been the case at all.Ryder had embraced fatherhood like a natural. Late-night feeds? He was right there with me. Diapers? No problem. Making sure I ate? He was relentless. And the way he loved our daughter, with every fiber of his being... God, it melted my heart daily.Tyler, on the other hand, was exactly the dad I’d known he’d be. He was steady, dependable, and endlessly patient. Where Ryder brought the energy and fun,
(Katelyn's POV)I nodded slowly, processing it all as I tried to picture it in my mind's eye."Oh! And get this!" Ryder piped up with an excited grin. "Michael, the guy you wrapped around the pillar? He's Simon's cousin!""What?! How do you know that?" I asked, confused.Tyler replied this time, "Well, when we were leaving, we bumped into Simon in one of those long, winding corridors. He started going off at us asking where we were going and if we had permission to leave, blah blah blah... But Helen shut him down. She told him that the decision had been made and instead of giving us a hard time he should probably go and check on his cousin because the last time she saw him, he didn't look so good.""You should have seen his face," Ryder smirked, chuckling to himself. "He just stood there for a moment, still blocking our path, but then I think something clicked in his head. He probably saw that we were all covered in blood and shit and realized that something was wrong and he practicall
(Katelyn's POV)The first thing I registered was the sound of hushed voices and the faint smell of lavender.My eyelids felt like they’d been superglued shut, but after what felt like an Olympic-level effort, I finally managed to pry them open.My vision swam, the room around me looking like a watercolor painting that someone had left out in the rain.Where was I? WHO was I? It felt like I had been asleep for a hundred years.I blinked repeatedly, willing my vision to focus, but when it finally did, nothing seemed familiar.It was dark, from what I could tell, and the only light was coming from a lamp somewhere on the other side of the room.I shifted onto my elbow, trying to sit up, but I instantly regretted it. Pain throbbed in my skull, my head spinning like I’d spent hours on some rotating carnival ride. A groan escaped me, and the low murmurs nearby stopped immediately.“Kate?” A voice cut through the haze... Familiar, warm, desperate.My gaze darted toward the sound, and there t
(Katelyn's POV)She was furious, but not with me. I could feel her... like a storm raging inside me, raw and untamed. I waited in the quiet shelter of my own mind, nothing more than an observer as I watched her wrath unfold. It was like witnessing a hurricane from the safety of a bunker, awe and terror warring inside me."We... We didn't know!" the iron-haired woman’s voice quivered, her arms raised defensively, as if they could shield her from the Goddess's divine fury."You didn't know?! You didn't know that you were exploiting them? Or you didn't know that I would care?" the Moon Goddes spoke through my lips, her words flowing like liquid thunder."I... We..." the woman stammered, her eyes darting around desperately, searching for someone, ANYONE, to come to her rescue. But no one did. No one dared to move. They were all frozen like statues in the face of the storm."You will—" the words spilled from my mouth, but I somehow managed to cut them off abruptly when I heard Tyler's angu
(Tyler's POV)"I don't know what to do," Kate whispered, her voice filled with helplessness as she looked up at me while I struggled against the attendants who held me in place."Let him go," she ordered, authority resonating through her voice in a way I'd never heard before.When they hesitated, she glanced toward the man she'd just sent flying through the air like a puppet as some kind of silent warning of her power.That seemed like enough for them to release me.The second I was free, I fell down beside her, desperate to stop the blood that was pouring from Ryder's neck. It was coming out so fast it was clear that they must have gotten an artery, the blood pulsating out of the wound in steady throbs."What do we do?" she whispered, looking to me for answers I didn't have.I reached out, holding my hand over hers in some futile attempt to stop the bleeding, but it was like trying to hold back a flood with a fucking paper towel.His neck was a mangled wreck. The flesh was torn open t
(Katelyn's POV)Tyler’s hand trembled as he held it in place over mine, trying desperately to stop the blood that continued to pulse out, albeit at a much slower pace now.His voice was a whisper and it wavered with desperation. "You’re going to be okay, Ryder. You hear me? Just hang on. Just—" he broke off, choking back a sob as his other hand found its way to Ryder’s blood-matted fur as he rubbed him affectionately.He looked at me, his face pale and his eyes swimming with tears that he tried uselessly to blink away.“Kate...” His voice cracked, barely audible above the rapid, shallow breaths of his brother. “The bleeding... it’s too much. He’s not healing fast enough.”His words struck me like a dagger to the chest. I'd thought it, but hearing him say it out loud made it real.“What are you saying?!” I cried, my voice raw and broken as I gripped Ryder’s limp paw, shaking it in hopes of some kind of reaction. My vision blurred as I let the tears spill down my cheeks. “Is he going to
(Katelyn's POV)Through a blur of tears, I found myself face to face with the broad-shouldered Elder, Michael."You're an abomination!" he snarled, his hands gripping my arms with a ferocity that promised bruises. "You're a curse! A witch! A temptress! Do you know how my family has suffered because of you?!" he spat as he shook me violently, his eyes filled with absolute rage."But... I..." I stammered, trying to form words into sentences, but my brain couldn't do it.All I could do was stare at him, still reeling from the fact that one second I had been kneeling beside Ryder, trying to help him, and the next, I was being violently shaken by a man who seemed to have gone full psycho."Katelyn?!" Tyler called out, realizing I was no longer at his side.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him struggling against about three or four attendants who tried to hold him back.Suddenly, pain shot through my cheek and the world around me fell into a darkness that seemed to ebb and flow like the t
(Katelyn's POV)For a moment, the entire room froze and my ears rang with the word exterminated."We're leaving," Tyler said, his voice low as he snatched me by the wrist and tugged me toward the door.The attendants remained though, none of them making any move to unblock our path. Instead, they all looked toward the iron-haired woman as if waiting for her to give them some instruction."Move," Tyler demanded sharply as Ryder appeared on my other side."We aren't finished here," the iron-haired woman called out as three more attendants appeared to block our exit."She wants to leave," Ryder replied, his voice filled with venom as he turned to address her."We aren't finished," she repeated, her voice cold and sharp as steel."I thought you said this was a hearing," I shot back, glaring at her. "Was there some line in the invitation about being held against my will? Because if there was, I must’ve missed that part," I spat, trying to hide my growing fear with sarcasm.The room fell si
(Katelyn's POV)The iron-haired woman watched me, her grip on her notes tightening once more. Her restraint was evident as she took a deep breath before finally replying. “You have already been told, Miss Grey, that this meeting is for us to ascertain—”I cut her off, my own patience now unraveling fast. “God, you can’t even give me a straight answer! What are the potential outcomes here?!” I demanded. "Even criminals on trial know what potential penalties they'll be facing! Why can't I be afforded the same courtesy?! Are you going to impose some kind of limitations on me and my abilities? Or do you plan to lock me in a prison cell? Or maybe a tower in the middle of nowhere? Are you going to kill me? Seriously, what options are on the table here?!" I pressed, annoyed by how fucking evasive she was being.It felt like they had already made up their minds here. While a few of them did seem to be on my side, it's clear that many of them were not. And those who sat on the fence would likel