Fated-The Cristalline Chronicles Book I

XXXI.Fated

The new information had my mind running at thousand miles per second. Our nemesis. This meant they were equally powerful as us. This all did nothing but made me increase the pace at which I was cutting my ropes.

Daniel leisurely strolled towards me and sat down next to me, the exact same moment my rope came off around my hands I kept still, pressing them against the wall to hide them. He continued from where Adam had left,

" For the last 18 years, we have been banished, never been acknowledged while you got to be the royalty, being served everything on the silver platter; throne and now soulmates. " He snarled, turning to me, " We have to share our soulmates with someone else. Basically, they will decide whether they want us or the other piece of dirt as their mate. Turns out, you are Adam's soulmate and that pain over there, is Duzzatt's. " He gestured between me and Ian.

I laughed, " You have some guts, " I stared at the red eyed monster, " Calling me yours, after everything you have done. "

" I call you mine, because you are, mine. " He growled.

" You attacked me! " I accused Adam, " What soulmate does that? " I snarled.

" I didn't know then, I only knew once I turned 18. If I had known, I would never have hurt you. " Looking away from him, I exhaled.

" Why do you think Damien attacked us? He found out who we were and what threat we posed to his friends, family and his fated. " Daniel spat glaring at him.

This made me look at Ian, desperation clear in my eyes along with worry but most of all, apology. Apology for ever doubting him. His dark, deep-set eyes surprisingly held their own set of emotions; forgiveness, sadness, rage and something I couldn't point my finger on.

" His fated? " I asked confused, my eyes still trained on him. My heart sank a little, he knew who his fated was. But I on the other hand, was still clueless, with my emotions all over the place, I knew my heart wasn't free to concentrate and find him just yet.

Adam pushed Ian on his all fours and drew out a whip, my whip. And started hitting him but Ian didn't let out a single reaction, denying him any satisfaction. This only frustrated Adam and made his each stroke harsher than the previous one. All the while, Ian continued looking in my eyes.

When I couldn't take it anymore, I shut my eyes tightly and yelled, " Stop! " Opening my eyes, I looked at Duzzatt, " You say he's your other half, how can you let this happen to him? "

" What? He hasn't accepted me yet, plus he did try to kill me after knowing who he was to me. I believe, he deserves at least this much. Maybe, this will make him realize we are meant for one another. " Shrugging at me, she went and sat against the opposite wall.

Helplessly, I started at him and oh lord, were his eyes talking.

They said it all, they tried to reassure me that everything will be fine, that he's fine and again it was there, the anonymous emotion swirling so strongly in them. I couldn't control the tears that welled in my eyes on seeing his bleeding form being tortured like that. It was almost as if I could feel his pain, as if-

My eyes widened as I recognised the emotion shining in his eyes. Love. I sat up straight, my spine stiff, shoulders squared and jaw clenched. Closing my eyes, I cleared my mind and tired to concentrate to confirm my suspicion. Once I did, they snapped open, looking around, falling on the Scythe lying to Daniel's left.

I might be mistaken, but it was worth the risk. Catching Duzzatt's smug gaze with a glare of my own, I reacted. Stabbing Daniel in the neck with my knife, I flashed past him towards the Scythe. I reached it just in time as the army sprang to its feet ready to pounce at me. I could see the panic in Carter's eyes, as if he was scared for me and I could hear Daniel cursing as he healed after pulling out my knife.

Pointing the Scythe at Adam, I said, " Let go of him. "

In reply, he only smirked at me, " No point trying princess, that Scythe only works at the hand of the Dark heir, only my captive can make it work and catch fire, in your hands, it's of no significance. "

When I made no move to let go of it or surrender, he stabbed Ian right in his mid back, with the same dagger he used to kill those soldiers. The sight before me as well as the flashes my dead soldiers, made rage course through my veins like hot lava. I was furious.

So furious that my eyes changed their colour on their own, so furious that steam started rising from where I was holding the Scythe. With a loud hissing and sizzling, the Scythe roared as deadly blue fire lit along its blade, making everyone freeze in sheer shock.

My golden eyes clashed with Adam's red ones.

" I said, let go of my fated. "

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