Chapter 56
1 almost swiped my hand back in surprise, but Locksworth’s grip held me tight in place.
He ran his thumb over my knuckles gently, gaze falling to our joined hands in what seemed like wonder. Wonder with a mix of awe. After a few seconds, he froze and almost immediately began to tug me toward the direction of the Pool. He was rushing, seemingly afraid like I was going to disappear in thin air if I didn’t do it right this instant. His steps were short but long and I found myself almost stumbling behind him to match his pace.
Noah slammed against our bond, practically screaming at me to to let him in. He was sensing danger. I knew he was going to ask me what the hell I was doing but honestly, I don’t really know.
My mind told me to pull away but my body, soul, instincts told me to get closer.
To have him closer.
Fu ck, these hormones need to stop.
Once we reached the start of the pool, he let go of my hand. I instantly missed his warmth against mine but I would never admit it to him. I watched Locksworth lift the same hand he drew blood from and noticed it had already begun to start healing. He reopened the wound by squeezing his fist tight.
Red drops of liquid spilled over his hand from the gaping wound. He looked unbothered, barely feeling the pain of sliced skin affect him. Dripping his bloo dy hand over the water, he watched as a few drops of his blood merged into the clearness of it.

The dark red sowing into the pool slowly disappeared into nothingness. He looked at me expectantly. Eyes holding nothing but urgency with a mix of caution. With one last sigh, I gave him a hard look trying to brush aside my clear attraction to him. I was acting totally irrational. It was pointless to try. I knew it was. But I felt the need to do it.
Frustration pent up inside me at the realization.
“It’s not going to work.”
I tell him.
But really, I tell myself.
Locksworth says nothing as he steps aside, giving me room to stand over the pool. He acts as if he didn’t hear me. Trying to recollect my disarray of thoughts and pounding heart, I briskly walk past him. I brush passed him.
I stop myself from making a noise of surprise and continue on my way like it didn’t faze me. Looking at the sculpted statue of the Moon Goddess, I breathed out and slice my palm with one of my extended claws. The small line I drew down skin turning red from the blood spilling forth.
Noah looks at me weird, eyebrows pressing together as to say “what the actual f u ck” and I shoot him a glare.
“I don’t have a knife.”
I grumbled out in our bond before shutting it off again.
It’s not like I wake up this morning thinking, ‘oh hey, I should probably bring a knife because my sister lied about being Raizel’s mate and pi ss ed my dad off because he thinks Raizel is denying her so he challenges him to go to the Moon Goddess’ Sacred Pool to find out it turns out to be a lie and suddenly Raizel will ask me to try it with him’.
I raised my hand over the pool, watching as my blood inked into the clear water until it dissolved. 1
knew what the answer was, but a small part of me had that intangible hope that maybe… just maybe…
But I was right.
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