The ceremonial preparation…..

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When I woke again, I was still at Xander’s house and had lost track of time.

My eyes slowly opened, adjusting to the dim lighting of the room, my body was too weak to move, too weak to fight anymore. Although Xander was not in the room with me, I could feel his presence. I noticed the soft towel resting on the chair beside my bed.

“How long have I been out?” I murmured to myself trying to sit up.

What was I supposed to do now?

My mind replayed the events of the last few hours, trying to make sense of everything. Xander’s

but wanted confession about being the Dark One, his insistence that he didn’t want my powers

me how could any of this be real? And yet, deep down, some p

– of me felt there was an

element of truth in it all.

I closed my eyes, willing myself to stay calm. There had to be a way out of this. There had to be some way I could escape and return to the life I had once known, even if it meant running forever.

But just as the thought crossed my mind, the door creaked open and Xander stepped inside, his face unreadable. He had on something that looked like Ceremonial attire. The rich fabric was embroidered with intricate red patterns that seemed to shimmer and move in the dim light.

“You won’t leave, Lyla,” he said quietly as if reading my thoughts. “Not until you understand who you really are… and why we were always meant to be together.”

He approached my bed, carrying something in his arms that he set on the space beside me on the bed. “If you had drank the Chamomile tea, you would have felt better than you are now. What do you take me for, Lyla?” he scoffed, shaking his head.

that I didn’t drink the tea?

here and there. I’ve told you severally, if I wanted to force you to do whatever I want,

held in your house!” I fired back

myself over and over again to you. All

we’re not meant to be even in this life too!” I snickered. “You cannot force me to accept your nature. I liked you as Xander – I might have even loved you but this!” I shook my head “I didn’t sign up for any of it. I’d rather die than get embroiled

bother about them. This is about revenge, right? Do you want to get them back for all the things they

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you? I

is messy, do 1 look like I have the emotional capacity to pursue something like that? I barely can manage my life. I’m not interested in any

and pointed to the clothes on the

in my chest, but I kept my expression as neutral as

is this?” I

eyes. “Tonight is the full moon,” he said quietly. “We need

heart skipped a beat, fear creeping into my voice. “What

for life. Once we do that,

sounded like something out of a twisted fairytale and the thought of it

interested,” I said coldly. “Whatever you’re offering, Xander, get over yourself. I’m not

away as he pressed tiny, reverent kisses to my knuckles. Before looking

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than you could ever imagine. If you’d just let ΠΕ I’d show you how

the way he held me, in everything he did. He laid his head

happy that we can

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