Chapter 13

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" Are you alright ?", Dmitri asked gently, touching my face softly , his eyes roaming over every inch of my face.

I nodded , lifting a hand to cover one of his .

We were alone , him and I . Everyone else has vanished . I don't even know where Terry had gone . We stood outside where they left us .

I took in those dark black hair of his and his piercing silver grey eyes .

Strange , I've never even taken a good look at his hair before .

There was a slight curl in them , one unruly curl hung over his forehead , spiralling slightly to the left .

" They didn't hurt you ?", he enquired a little anxiously .

I shook my head trying hard not to think of my upper arm that throbbed lightly but painfully.

" Alva Honey , please don't lie . The mate bond..... let's just say I can feel your arm ".

My eyes widened at that admission. Did he really .... No, he couldn't . That's impossible .

" No , Honey . It is possible ."

I bit my bottom lip feeling a little bit embarrassed . He always seemed to know what I think.

" Let me see it ," he demanded softly  .

I swallowed and nodded , pushing up my sleeve , wincing as my hand brushed against a painful spot .

I heard him hiss as he took in a breath , his eyes zoning in on my arm .

I felt a gentle touch on my arm and looked down .

" I'm going to kill him ," he gritted out through clenched teeth .

I looked up at him , my eyes widening at the sight of such murderous anger flashing in those dark silver grey eyes of his . I took a step back . Afraid that he might hurt me .

" No , Dmitri . You can't . He isn't worth it ."

He closed his eyes and gulped up  several deep breaths . Then he blinked and shook his head , his one unruly curl swaying from side to side .

" Why did you come ?", he questioned  , his anger turned towards me now .

I pulled my sleeve down and looked at my feet .

" I had no say . They dragged me into that vehicle . Terry ....Terry tried to stop them , but it was no use ."

He let out a sigh . " I should have been there. I could've protected you ."

I moved closer to him , taking his  left hand in both my hands .

" You shouldn't think like that , Dmitri . It wasn't your fault . You couldn't have known ," I chastised lightly and urgently, hoping to bring him some comfort with my words.

" That's the thing , Alva ," he deadpanned ," I knew that the Council had decided to take you into custody and execute you ."

My heart missed a beat and I suddenly felt freezing cold .

Did they really want to execute me ?. Why ?. What have I ever done to them?. I don't even  know them . Yet , they wanted me to die for something out of my control .

I felt Dmitri's arms wrap around me and I was once again , for the second or so time this day , pressed against him .

" I'm sorry . I'm so , so sorry ," he muttered , his face buried in my hair . The hair that brought me all this trouble .

Why couldn't I be blonde ?. Or have brown hair ?. Why must I have such vivid flaming locks that made people lose their humanity and all reasonable thinking  ?.

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