My dream or vision or whatever it is, somehow is exactly the same as all the others and completely different at the same time. Itโs the same because I watch Kiara sleep, I can see her nightmares and pain and itโs the same because no matter how much I scream and struggle, no matter how hard I focus, she canโt seem to hear me, although for once I think I might be able to hear her. Itโs different because I know I CAN talk to her which somehow makes my inability to actually communicate a hundred times more frustrating. I have a feeling that I wonโt be able to contact her while Iโm asleep. Maybe my unconscious mind isnโt capable of it or something because I feel less connected too. Maybe it only works when Iโm awake and actively searching and connecting to her as opposed to when Iโm asleep and donโt really have a choice in the matter. Or maybe Iโm just doing this wrong. Itโs not like I have a manual or anything. I donโt know how long I spend mentally yelling at Kiara, trying to get her a
I alternate between feeling miserable and furious on his behalf as I listen to the Canine and Avian Alphas going on and on about how he is trying to fulfil a role that he, as a man, is just not suited for which is just completely sexist. Alpha Kohen chimes in with a slightly more reasonable argument. โWhile I donโt think this is the right time to be discussing this, the workload an Alpha has is intended for two people. I donโt know how I would manage without my wife.โ He admits dryly. Okay, so maybe thatโs a slightly better point. โI have help.โ Bellamy mildly answers.โYour sister hardly counts. Sheโs not the Alpha, she canโt make any REAL decisions.โ The Canine Alpha grumbles.โI donโt see your mate being permitted to make any decisions further than social events and taking care of your children.โ Bellamy grumbles. โEXCUSE YOU?โ The Canine Alpha growls. I can practically feel Bellamy repressing an eye roll. โNow, now everyone. Weโre all here for a reaso
The moment Alpha Kohen leaves, Bellamy releases me and spins my chair to face him. I barely have time to breathe before he presses his lips to mine. This kiss is passionate and a little out of control. Bellamy doesnโt hesitate or hold anything back. Heโs holding me so tight that I canโt even move to wrap my arms around him. I start getting lightheaded and he must be too because he finally pulls back, breathing heavily. I can feel him purring deep in his chest. Still squeezing me tight, heโs as breathless as I am when he breathes out his confession.โI love you.โ He sounds absolutely elated. I am probably so bright red that I could outshine a stop sign. Even Bellamy looks a little flushed for once. I somehow end up in a slightly hysterical giggle. โI canโt believe I said it first.โ I admit. Bellamy leans back to look me in the eye, his own eyes are practically glowing with pleasure.โTo be honestโฆ I canโt believe you said it first either. Although I might have thought ab
Despite what I said about needing to avoid the kitchen, thatโs actually my first stop when leaving the office. Bellamy got me a little wellโฆ hot. I desperately need a glass of water. Or one of those cold showers that Bellamy is so โfondโ of taking lately. Bellamy trails behind me, apparently not willing to leave my side just yet. I freeze momentarily when I walk in and find Megan sitting in the same bar stool at the bench that I vacated earlier. I force myself to keep moving. Darrien is on the other side of the bench. Heโs apparently in a great mood and is humming along to a playlist that they have playing while he assembles what looks like the sandwich to end all sandwiches. Seriously, itโs already way too big for anyone to actually bite into and he is still adding stuff to it. Megan is watching on in awe. โHi guys.โ I drop into the second stool beside Megan while Bellamy gets me a cold drink. As he passes it to me, his phone vibrates. He checks it quickly and frowns.โI n
Just like I have every other time Iโve managed to communicate with Kiara, I come back to myself feeling dizzy and kind of like throwing up. Not sick exactly, more like Iโve pushed myself way too far. I donโt know why itโs so exhausting to speak to her when watching her, particularly in my sleep, it takes no effort at all. In fact I canโt seem to STOP doing that. Itโs frustrating but worth it. I can feel a little tired and unwell if it helps Kiara cope with what sheโs going through until we can get to her. My phone vibrates and I move too fast to grab it, making my head spin. Woah, that's confusing. I have a text fromโฆ Bellamy? Isnโt he downstairs? Unless he went out while I was meditating, but I doubt he would leave without telling me first. Heโs way too freaked out about the psychos threatening me. I open the message.Bellamy- S.O.S. You have a guestโฆS.O.S? Why would me having a guest require an S.O.S. Unlessโฆ who would Bellamy want rescuing from? I suspect I know the answ
Nothing happens. Well that was anticlimactic. โSoโฆ is something meant to happen?โ Harry asks. I shrug. โI donโt know. Iโm not a Witch.โ I point out.โWellโฆ can you let go of the bottle now?โ Bellamy asks. Without hesitation, Harry opens his fingers and the GLASS bottle goes tumbling towards the floor. I gasp in horror. Bellamyโs hand snaps out and catches it at the last second. โOops. Talk about cat-like reflexes though.โ He holds up his now free hand to Bellamy for a high-five. Bellamy just glares at him and hands me the potion bottle.โThanks. Good catch, Bels. Harryโฆ Iโm starting to see why Cam spelled the bottle onto your hand. Why would you just DROP the potion?โ I demand. โYou said to let go. I let go.โ He says unrepentantly. โI didnโt mean- Ugh. Why am I even bothering? This is a waste of time.โ A thought occurs to me and I smirk at Harry. He looks at me suspiciously. โWhat? What did you just think of?โ He demands. I shrug.โOh, nothing mu
Huh. I donโt know what exactly I was expecting, but this isnโt it. I guess I didnโt expect this girlโs problem to actually be so relatable. I mean, I totally appreciate Bellamy keeping me safe, but it is a little chafing. I canโt imagine what it would be like being eighteen and not being able to go out alone anywhere. I mean, I didnโt exactly go out a lot and socialise until I met Megan and Bellamy, but I have always been very independent. Sure, that might not have been by choice. I never exactly had the chance to depend on anyone. But I canโt imagine having no chance to stand on your own two feet is ideal either. If this girl feels ready to step out on her own, even just a little, she should be able to do that. Itโs sweet that she wants to be considerate of her father. I mean, Iโm sure there are lots of teenagers who would just scream, throw a tantrum and walk out, probably ruining whatever relationship they have. Oky, so I definitely want to help her, I just donโt really know how.
Bellamy sighs deeply and I can see he looks kind of frustrated. My question must show on my face because when he looks up and makes eye contact he explains. โYou know, I can kind of see why the girl didnโt want to approach me with her problem. I thought that I was doing alright dealing with the Shifterโs personal issues, that they all knew they could come to me. But my first reaction was to dismiss her complaint as childish whining.โ He sounds very disheartened. โIโm now wondering if Iโve been failing all this time. I thought I was managing. Maybe the other Alphas are right and I canโt do this.โ He says it like he is second guessing every decision heโs made since taking over as Alpha. His confidence has just taken a serious hit. I hate it. Bellamy is usually a fairly confident person. I frown at him. โWhy is it that every time he second guesses himself it has something to do with me? With something Iโve said. I was trying to help and now it looks like youโre having an
Another night, another murder. I see Kiara is forced to reach out again. It has to be connected to her magic in some way. Her species magic. Not her magic as a representative of fate. The poor girl barely even made a sound during this one. She moved around like a zombie afterwards and when she was finally able to collapse onto the floor, she just sobbed until she passed out. I wake up seriously stupidly early in the morning. I donโt want to face the day yet and accept that once again, there is nothing I can actually DO. So I end up just curling up with Bellamy who is still sleeping. He does wake up and check on me. Peering at me through bleary eyes as I move around, but at this point I donโt really want to talk. So I just hug him close and for a while, I try not to think. It is probably another two hours until Bellamy really wakes up. He strokes a hand over my hair and pushes it away from my face, then moves back a little so that he can see my face. โMorning love.โ He greets me
My automatic reaction is to panic and to mentally scream NO ABSOLUTELY NOT! She is just a child. She is way too young to already find the person she is fated to be with, not to mention she has been through too much. What if he is immature or goes through a jerk phase as he grows up? Or worse, what if he is a lot older than her? Four or five years might not mean much when sheโs an adult, but at her age that is a LOT. And who could it be? Is he going to be good enough? What if I donโt approve of him, what if heโs a bad influence. Iโve seen people with red threads who hated each other and were terrible for each other when they were young and as they matured became more right for one another. Is it too soon for them to meet? Sheโs just gone through an incredibly traumatic circumstance and she does NOT need some guy messing with her head right now. I take a deep breath and try to relax. I donโt know who it is, we might not even be meeting him right now. The thread just tells me that heโs s
The next few days pass almost too quickly. Bellamy and I have our meeting with Sara and her father. He was a little curious as to why I was there, but he didnโt say anything. He wasnโt pleased, but he did agree to back off of Sara a little bit and seemed to appreciate the added security that we are arranging for the university students. On the drive home, Bellamy is grumbling about it. โHe was barely polite to you.โ He complains. I roll my eyes.โHe was polite enough, how polite should he be to a stranger in his house telling him how to parent his child?โ I point out Bellamy shakes his head.โYouโre his Alpha, my mate, he should know better.โ He continued to scowl.โItโs not like he knows that. We havenโt actually told everyone.โ I remind him gently. Now itโs his turn to roll his eyes.โOf course he knows. Itโs the worst kept secret around, remember? Heโs just the traditional type. Isnโt sure how he feels about having a non-Shifter as an Alpha. Heโll get over it.โ He says firmly. I f
โWell, I think that it might actually be nice having an extra person around the house. Extra security and company. Besides, you spend most of your time here anyway. Might as well save you the commute. That is, as long as no one else has any objection?โ I say pointedly looking at Megan. Sure, Bellamy could object but I already know that he wonโt. Megan briefly makes eye contact with me, gives a slight nod, then finds something to stare at on the ceiling. She is clearly trying to look like she doesnโt care but she is blushing bright red. True to form, Darrien is watching her closely trying to work out how she really feels about my suggestion. Realising that she isnโt going to provide any input, he decides to push it a little. โMegan? I would like to hear your opinion. I am still courting you and I donโt want to screw anything up by making a decision like this without your input.โ Darrien says clearly. His voice is mostly calm with just the slightest hint of anxiety as he monitors her r
I wake up late in the morning, it might even be early afternoon. I wriggle around a little which prompts Bellamy to do the same, he is apparently already awake. He raises a finger to his lips to shush me before I speak and I can see why. Kiara is still sleeping, lying in the bed between us. She is still loosely holding onto my arm, even in sleep. I slowly disentangle myself from her light grip and slide out of bed. Bellamy follows, clearly doing his best not to jostle her and wake her up. She definitely needs the sleep. She was restless for a good part of the night and almost definitely was having nightmares, but she seems like sheโs sleeping soundly now. My own sleep was blissfully quiet. No visions or anything thank goodness. Iโm looking forward to having several weeks of steady sleep and so help me if anything tragic or dramatic happens for the next few weeks then whoever is responsible should probably be terrified of me. We step into the hallway to talk without disturbing Kiara.
I cross my arms in irritation. โKiara would never! How would she even do that? Sheโs just a kid!โ I object. Dr Dae rolls her eyes at me.โOh calm yourself girl. Iโm not saying she chose to murder anyone. I assume that she was forced to comply somehow. Youโll have to ask the girl when sheโs ready to talk. As for the how, the child is a Reaper.โ She says it as if itโs obvious but it really isnโt. I know that Reapers exist, but theyโre the kind of Magic that most people have heard of but no one has ever met. I suppose Kiaraโs dad must have been a Reaper too and why the MRO was so secretive about her markings. Most people are kind of scared of Reapers, theyโre kind of the boogeymen of our society. Mostly because they can kill on a whim. All it takes is one touch and they can free your soul from your body. Obviously with no soul you die, and I guess your soul moves on to wherever souls go when you pass on. I suppose that a Reaper would make sense for the representative of Atropos. Her add
Since Kiara probably isnโt up to braving the stairs and she really doesnโt want to be carried around everywhere, we decide to ask Dr Dae to come up to the bedroom. Itโs actually kind of weird having so many people in here. Bellamy is a fairly private person, he doesnโt generally invite people to hang out in hisโฆ our room. Dr Dae shuffles in clutching her usual bag. Iโm surprised that Bellamy isnโt carrying it for her because it looks kind of heavy, but I suspect that she wouldnโt hand it over anyway. I immediately greet her.โThank you so much for your help. Your contact has become a great friend and sheโs a huge part of the reason we were able to find Kiara here.โ I nudge Kiara gently with my elbow and give her a little smile. She looks very small and delicate in the oversized, mismatched clothes with her hair dripping down her shoulders. Sheโs so pale that the bruises on her skin stand out and look even worse than they actually are. Dr Dae gives me a half nod of acknowledgement then
We all turn to face Alex in confusion. I glance up at Bellamy to see if he has any idea whatโs going on but he looks just as lost as the rest of us. I continue to stroke Kiaraโs hair trying to keep her calm. โExplain.โ Bellamy says firmly. Alex flushes red under the attention of everyone in the room. โUh, well. I assisted Miss Gale in updating her registration with the MRO, and uh, since her position is one ofโฆ well almost authority, over the fateโs representatives the updated registration reflects this. So she should be able to make decisions about Kiaraโs care like an Alpha would for their Shifters or like a Coven leader would for their Witches. Admittedly itโs a very small group of Magics, but according to the Magic Registration Office, she is in charge of it.โ He explains, his voice starts off weak but gets stronger as he becomes more confident in what heโs saying. The police seem a little stunned but I guess Alex isnโt technically wrong. If Kiara were a Shifter, her Alpha would
When we pull up to the house, thereโs a police car waiting. There are two cops standing by it, one looks bored and irritated and the other has a fake โcustomer serviceโ type smile plastered on his face that I know well from experience. Yeah neither of these guys want to be here. Theyโre probably pissed that we made them come down here. Not to mention uncomfortable being in the Shifter compound. Non-Shifters arenโt invited here often, although I suppose that isnโt exactly true anymore with all our new friends stopping by regularly. Standing beside them looking awkward and uncomfortable is Alex. I bet theyโve been taking their impatience out on him. I narrow my eyes at them and prepare myself. One snotty comment and I am going to tear into them, itโs been a long night. Bellamy parks the car and I wait for him to get out. He speaks with the police briefly and Alex escorts them inside the house. Bellamy returns and opens the door next to Kiara. โHey, can I help you get inside? The police
As we step outside, Iโm confused to find that I actually have no idea where we are. I really was just running and following the tracking spell. I donโt know how far I ran. Itโs a good thing the others are here to bring back the cars because I would be wandering all night trying to find my way back. Iโm also fairly sure that I left my phone in the car when I jumped out in a hurry. Kiara clutches my hand tightly as the cars pull up on the street in front of us. โMegan, Darrien. You stay here and speak to the police when they arrive. Direct further questions to me. Shaun, you stay with them too.โ Bellamy directs as Shaun hops out the car. At Meganโs insistence he stays a good couple of metres away from us.โYes Alpha Kane.โ He responds cheerfully. Aaron and Rio also climb out of the vehicles. Rio stops to chat with one of the other Shifters whose name I still donโt know. Aaron immediately approaches me. Actually a better way to phrase it is that he storms over. He looks almost angry. Or