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
"What do you mean? How do you know?" Ryder asked, his voice laced with excitement and concern all at once."I... I think it's me. It's me causing the visions. I don't know how, but I think it's me," I replied in disbelief.The truth was that I had been thinking about how I wished things between Ryder and I could just go back to the way they were. The way they had been before all the arguments. Before all the fights. The fact that the vision was about a memory I cherished from that time made me feel like I must have had something to do with it.Ryder's eyes widened and a smile tugged at his lips. "So, how did you do it?""I don't know," I admitted, shaking my head as I still tried to come to terms with the realization. "It just happened."Confusion and anxiety swept through me as I tried to wrap my head around it.I was still trying to explain it all away, my brain still coming up with reasons and excuses as to why it couldn't be me, and if it was, how it was just a once-off fluke. At
We ended up in a pitch-black room and I tried to make sense of whether this was our final destination or was I still being ripped through time and space.The sound of soft whimpering indicated that it was likely we had arrived wherever it was that we were going, but it did nothing to put my worries to rest. It sounded like someone was crying into a pillow and the whole situation made me feel uneasy and sad.The area we found ourselves in was so dark that the only way I knew that Ryder was with me was the feel of his hand in mine."Do you know where we are?" he whispered, clearly as disoriented and confused as I was.I whispered back, "I don't know," shaking my head as I looked around, trying to see if anything was familiar, but it was too dark to tell.Suddenly, we heard loud footsteps approaching from behind us, like some very large person was stomping up a flight of stairs with purpose and determination.The whimpering stopped immediately, and I heard a strangely familiar female voi
(Ryder's POV)Staying by Kate’s side, I watched her battle the internal demons conjured up by the vision. Her eyes were blank, staring into the abyss as if searching for answers in the emptiness.I tried to comfort her, my words echoing in the quiet room, but it was as if she couldn’t hear me. She was trapped there, still in the vision, replaying it over and over in her mind.“It wasn’t real, Kate,” I whispered, trying to reassure her. I hoped my words would get through to her, but so far, she barely acknowledged my presence aside from the fact that her hand was gripping mine tightly. “It was just a vision. It doesn’t have to mean anything,” I went on, desperate to soothe her and pull her back from the edge.She remained silent, her face pale and her hand trembling slightly in mine. I wasn’t sure whether she believed me or if she was too lost in her own fears to respond or maybe she wasn't even hearing me at all. I felt helpless, unsure of how to reach her. The only thing I could do
(Ryder's POV)Tyler pulled the covers over her as she curled up, the weight of the vision that clung to her evident in her every movement.Tyler shot me a look, half annoyance and half gratitude. I knew he was just as desperate as I was to see her find some peace, even if it was through borrowed medication.“Are you sure that’s okay?” Tyler asked, his voice a mix of concern and frustration.“They’re just for anxiety and to help me sleep,” I replied, keeping my tone even. “It should help her get some rest.”Tyler nodded, though he still seemed uncertain.“Thank you,” she whispered, looking at me now.All I could do was nod in response though as I watched Tyler take a seat beside her on the bed, holding her hand and kissing her fingers gently.Jealousy began to rise inside me, but I knew I needed to smother it immediately. I'd had this... I'd lost this... It was my own fault. Not his. Not hers. Mine. And if I had any hope of any semblance of a relationship with her, I needed to get over
(Katelyn's POV)I woke up feeling groggy and disoriented. Blinking against the morning light, I opened a sleepy eye and saw Tyler curled up on the other side of the bed, but he was so far away I could barely reach him.I groaned and shuffled closer to him, craving his comfort. He was lying on top of the sheets, which I couldn't help but be annoyed by because I wanted to be closer to him without any barriers. I didn't want to wake him up though, so I just nuzzled against him, hoping he would wrap his arms around me.He stirred, opening his eyes groggily and looking down at me with surprise and confusion. "I'm not Tyler," he mumbled sleepily."Oh," I responded, pulling away slowly as my face flushed with embarrassment.Ryder sat up and rubbed his eyes. "How are you feeling today?" he asked, his voice still heavy with sleep."I feel okay, but I really need to pee," I replied, my voice groggy.He chuckled softly. "You better go then."I groaned again as I climbed out of bed, swaying sligh
Once I was dressed, I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and messaged Tyler to let him know I was up and feeling a bit better. I thanked him for being there for me yesterday. Then I followed my nose to the kitchen as the smell of pancakes wafted through the house.When I walked in, Ryder looked up at me. He hesitated for a moment before asking, "You doing okay?"I nodded. "Better than yesterday," I replied, which he seemed relieved to hear."Do you want to talk about it?" he offered tentatively.I shrugged, "Yeah, I think I do," I replied, surprising us both.Ryder spooned pancake batter into the pan as I took a seat at the kitchen island."So, what did you see?" I asked, wanting to get a better idea of his perspective so that I could compare it to my own.He hesitated before replying, probably concerned that delving into the vision again might be some kind of trigger for me."I just want to try and see whether we saw the same thing and whether we have the same interpretation of it,
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