Chapter 45: Sealed Fate
Ivy POV
I knew the moment that he kissed me he felt something, and by the look on his face when he pulled away, I knew without a doubt he was confused by what was going on.
Why wouldn’t he be?
From what I had learned from Caleb, if the bond had not been completed, then it was stripped from us all, and I was no longer bound to them.
I would have a chance at a new life… or better yet, I could decide my fate.
“Damian,” I whispered, “you have to see that what we were told wasn’t the truth. What the prophecy said was up for interpretation.”
Shaking his head, he cast his glance towards Kate who looked just as shocked as he was.
“Don’t look at me. This is all far beyond my concept of anything. I can call my father, though. Perhaps he may know something.”
Kate quickly moved from her chair and made her way from my hospital room. Damian’s eyes still staring at the spot where she had once sat, not a word coming from his mouth.
“Please say something…” I asked, hoping for the silence to end.
“What am I supposed to say?” He replied as he looked towards me. “This wasn’t supposed to happen. We aren’t supposed to be mated anymore.”
The tone he used left a sinking feeling in my heart as I tried to understand why he was angry. I thought more than anything he would be pleased with the notion that the bond wasn’t gone. That even though my initial marks from the others had disappeared…
We were given another chance.
“Do you not want me?” The question came out before I could stop it. His mouth opened and closed as he thought about what he was going to say. Never had we had a proper conversation about what he wanted with me until this point.
To be honest, I was terrified of what he was going to respond with.
Would he reject me?
“We need to go see someone.” He replied, flatly turning on his feet. “I will get you some clothes and we will leave immediately.”
Stunned by his response to the situation, I sat dumbfounded as I watched him leave the room in search of clothing, and perhaps a doctor.
An hour later, Damian and I sat in his car flying down the interstate heading north towards the northern part of Damian’s territory. I wasn’t sure what was up there that would cause us to need to venture that far, but whatever it was had Damian determined.
“Will you please tell me what’s going on?” I asked softly, my eyes sliding towards the view at the window, tired of his cold persona.
With a deep breath, he sighed, “the woman who told me the prophecy years ago… She lives up here. We are going to go see her and see what happened.”
Once again, his wording choice caught me by surprise.
He had to see what happened. As if being mated to me is so horrible.
“Fine,” I replied flatly, watching the rush of trees pass by my window until we turned onto a dirt road that led towards a rugged old cabin.
When the car finally came to a stop, Damian quickly exited the cabin and came around to my side of the car. Surprised by his gesture, I took his offered hand when he opened the door and got out.
“Thank you.”
He hesitated for a moment before nodding his head and turning towards the cabin. His hand slid through mine as he pulled me with him. The fact that Damian was holding my hand was a surprise on its own. Never had he shown that kind of affection before.
“Priscilla!” Damian called out loudly as he knocked on the door. “We need to have a word.”
The door opened slowly, revealing the wrinkled face of a graying elderly woman. Her brows furrowed until her eyes set upon me, and then a smile crested her face.
“Oh, my.” she said with a grin, “I see that you have been touched by the goddess.”
Touched by the goddess? What the hell does that mean?
“Enough, we need to know what’s going on,” Damian replied with annoyance.
“Very well. Come in, come in.” She retorted as she stepped aside and made her way towards the cabin’s small living room. “I suppose you are here to ask how the bond is still there, but not as you expected.”
“But how-” I gasped, not understanding how she knew.
As her eyes turned towards me, I saw the twinkle in their corner, looking at me with amusement.
“There is no answer to how I know things, child. Just that I do.”
“Then explain.” Damian snapped, growing impatient. “You told me that the bond would break if we didn’t all complete it before the Harvest Moon left the sky. Well, it did. So how is it that I am still bonded to her?”
Laughter left the woman’s throat. “You complain like being bonded to this pretty young woman is a bad thing.”
“Right..” I snorted. “You would think he was more grateful to have a mate at all.”
My remark was meant to be mumbled, but the laughter that left the old woman caused me to look at Damian, who stared at me wide-eyed and in disbelief.
“Seriously?” He snapped with a huff.
“I’m just saying.” I shrugged, rolling my eyes again.
The woman leaned forward with a smile, setting her elbows on her knees as she stared between the two of us. “I like this one. She has a spark in her. No wonder the goddess chose her.”
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