Chapter 67
Fiona
Stars dance around me, a dizzy, tilting feeling washing over me as the room is completely washed in white.
No color.
No sound.
No people.
No danger.
Everything is gone except for me and the necklace floating before my face. It pulses with a yellowish, blue light, not unlike how the moon shines in the night sky. The light isn’t bright, but it shines with no hint of fading after a moment.
It floats up, lifting my hair moments before it slips off my head. Unease cramps my stomach, so I reach for it. I don’t know what’s happening, but I can’t let the necklace disappear. It’s important to Ethan, and if I admit it, to me too.
The necklace doesn’t go far, though, and after a moment, it lowers to the floor.
Then, after one more pulse, a wave of light shoots out of the pendant, and I flinch back as it comes at me. Instead of pain. the light brings warmth.
“Fiona,” the female voice calls softly. It’s the same voice as before.
Turning, I gasp. A woman, dressed in a pale blue floor length flowing dress stands before me. Her white hair and porcelain skin glow softly like the necklace had, giving her an ethereal look about her.
She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I don’t even know if the word beautiful is good enough to describe her. Everything about her screams beauty, but it’s a soft exquisiteness that isn’t found anywhere nowadays. Most women I find have a harsh beauty, something they have perfected with makeup, surgery, or accessories.
They don’t have the natural and softness to them like she does. Looking at this woman brings a calmness. like when you Jook
up at the night sky and the stars, and you don’t think of anything except how amazing the view is
There’s nothing else.
Just me and her alone in this vast white nothingness. Until it isn’t.
Slowly, the white haze fades away to reveal a green field full of light blue flowers. They span as far as the eye can see, standing out against the green of the grass and the dark blue, starry sky. She fits perfectly within this place, unlike me,
I don’t belong here.
“Wh–who are you, and where am I?” I ask, my voice sounding loud in the silence. My nerves come back full force when she doesn’t answer.
She merely holds out a hand, reaching for me. I hesitate, not knowing what will happen. Have I gone crazy! Did my attacker knock me out and I’m having an elaborate dream? Is this….
Did I die and come to heaven?
The thought makes my knees grow weak. What about Ethan!
He was lighting that other man or the woll was. What happened? Did they kill him? Was everything set to where I didn’t have a chance to live through this?
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I squeeze my eyes closed, fighting against the rising panic that claws at my chest. Had everything they said about Ethan been true? That his feelings for me were a lie?
Swallowing down the fear, I look at the woman, and after a moment of watching her patiently wait for me. I step forward Her hand glows with the same light as the rest of her body, but I still place my hand in hers, soaking in the warmth from her
touch.
“Do not be afraid of me, young one,” her airy voice whispers. Her expression stays relaxed and inviting. Somehow, I want to listen to her. Something about her voice and her touch, calm the nerves that had started fraying within me.
“Who are you?” I ask again, needing to know,
She shakes her head softly, her hair swaying with the movement.
“It does not matter who I am.” She pulls me closer and pats my hand. “I have come here to speak with you!”
“Me? About what?” I ask, confused. I don’t know this woman, yet she wants to talk to me
A soft laugh falls from her lips as she then squeezes my hand gently. The touch sends another calming wave through me, the feeling slathering my nerves with a cool, tender balm.
you to
That young man, Jameson Moore, is wrong about the mate bond,” she says. “The mate bond is not a chain that ties y someone. Instead, think of it as a light, a beam that can guide you. It shows you the path you need to take in order to the person you are supposed to love.”
“But they said it’s predestined, so that means you don’t get a choice,” I tell her.
“Yes, and no. There is a choice for everyone. They can choose to reject their fated mate. In that choice, they sever the tie they have with their soulmate forever. After the rejection, the males can part ways and find love with someone else, but it would not be the same as the love they could have felt with their mate”
“Reject?” I mutter the word, remembering what the man in charge of the fight said. “The man fighting Ethan said he rejected his mate. He said the emotions were fake between mates. Is that true?”
The woman sighs, turning and looking up at the stars in the sky,
“He did reject his mate the moment he met her. Lycans know within seconds when they find their mate-”
“Ethan knew immediately?”
She nods again and continues. “He didn’t give their bond a chance to grow. The mate bond does not immediately form emotions, it merely indicates who a Lycan belongs with and forms a bond. The Lycan then chooses whether to nurture that bond or sever it.”
*So, Ethan chose to nurture it?” I ask, s bit confused. “He didn’t like me at first, but now… I’m not sure.
“You should trust Ethan,” she tells me, turning to look at me now. Her blue eyes pierce me down to my soul, and I feel like she can see everything I’m thinking and feeling. Like I’m an egg she’s cracked open to see what’s inside.
“How can I? He lied about so much. He.. we’ve been in this relationship, and I didn’t even know he was a.. a Lycan or werewolf thing. Can I even trust him when he keeps such vital information from me?” I ask, the hurt and confusion growing within my body. “He should have said something or at least warned me. This isn’t something you keep from someone you’re with…
Even as the words escape my mouth, I realize how stupid they sound.
into a wolf, I would’ve called him
What right do I have to demand he spill all his secrets? If he had told me he could turn into a wolf, 1 Trazy.
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“Give him a chance,” the woman breathes. “The answers to your questions will come in time, but for now, trust in him.”
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“Shut up my kidnapper growls, shaking me roughly. I hit the wall and groan as pain runs up my arm.
My eyes jump around the room, confusion filling me as I find myself back in the warehouse tied
up
and being held as ment
attack the wolf.
I glance down. The necklace Ethan gave me sits against the skin of my chest like it did before the strange light came from it The man holding me still has a knife to my throat, and his eyes are still on the fight. It’s as if no time has passed. Like 1 wasn’t just sucked into a vision or an alternate realm with the beautiful woman.
Had it really happened or am I going crazy?
“Trust in him.”
The woman’s words echo through my mind, bringing my attention back to the fight.
The wolf, or Ethan, is fighting for his life, and I can see where he’s been injured. Blood costs one of his front legs, spilling from a large gash at the top of his leg. There’s a cut across the top of his snout, too.
“Trust in him.”
I want to. I do, but how are we supposed to get out of this? Ethan is up against too many opponents, and I’m stuck.
“Not long now.” The man holding me snickers in my ear. His amusement sends me over the edge. Nothing about this is funny or entertaining, yet he’s having the time of his life.
I have to get away from him somehow and let Ethan know I’m here. From there, I’ll do just as the beautiful woman said, and I’ll trust Elan.
