Shadow and Bone - The child of shadow and light

Chapter 2

Warning!! If you are sensitive to sexual scenes please skip this chapter!

I suddenly woke up to someone disturbing my wonderful sleep, noo, just a minute more. "Sofia wake up! Wake up before the boss sees you" At first I had no idea what this Sofia had anything to do with me until it suddenly hit me.

I AM Sofia, it was the name I had started to use when we arrived. We all thought it was best to use new names and identities to avoid suspicion, so my name was Sofia, Genya was Vera (the times she left our room), David was Maxim and Mal was Mikhail.

I'm still not entirely used to people calling me Sofia so sometimes Emily would call me and I wouldn't answer because I thought she was talking to someone else. It was so embarrassing that my face could turn into a tomato. Snapping back to reality I quickly sat up straight and picked up the pencil I had dropped and continued on with my sketch of Os Alta.

It still hurt. Alexander's betrayal had hurt more than I let show. I had let myself fall so in love with him and I can't call myself more stupid and naive. It made me think back to that night...That night when I had been vulnerable and alone.

A/N: Okej so I don't remember that much from the last book so I don't really know "where" to put this scene. Let's just say that when Alina had these dreams/visions of the darkling (in the third book, when she was sleeping in the darklings room) he actually somehow teleported to her or something Idk lol. So when she thought she was dreaming she actually wasn't.

*Flashback in Os Alta 1 1/2 months ago*

I walked inside Alexanders..No - My bed-chamber, closing the doors behind me. The room was still decorated in black though his symbol had been replaced by my sun. Mal was still not talking to me which made me feel lonelier than ever. What was happening to us? He had grown so distant and when I used my powers in front of him, his eyes would fill with disgust. yet, he had no problem with Zoya and her powers.

Like, he can't blame me for what I am, it Isn't my fault that I was born a Grisha.. A sun summoner. While I was facing my fears and shouldering my burdens, he runs off to have a good time with Zoya, not giving a damn about how it made me feel. I sigh and changed into a short, white nightgown before pulling back the covers and laying down.

The sheets still smelled like him. As if he had never left, and I do not mean Mal, but the man who had actually snatched my heart like a thief in the night. And it awoke a feeling in me, made me realize how much I actually missed him. I don't want to fight him, there is nothing wrong by protecting Ravka, it's just the ways he chooses to do it.

How he chooses to spill so much blood, and spreads so much terror when there are other ways. Had he only seen me as an equal and not as a tool could we, indeed have accomplished great things together. Saints, I am a fool. A fool for not seeing right through all of his wooing and compliments. His smiles. His warm embrace. His beautiful grey eyes.

I have no idea why I all of a sudden started to think about him. He broke my heart, my trust, and wanted to use me for my powers, and I still want to be with him, not that I would ever confess it. It would make him way more arrogant than he already is. My eyelids started to feel heavy and I finally drifted off into a deep sleep.

I stirred awake by someone caressing me, a large warm hand moving slowly from my shoulder to my waist under the covers. It was I nice gesture that I didn't mind, or rather too sleepy to mind. The hand started to move lower, down my hips to my lower thigh, slowly moving upwards pulling my nightgown with it little by little.

I buried my head deeper into the pillow not wanting this dream to end. I squeaked when a pair of sharp teeth bit my ear, immediately taking away the sleepiness. I turned in surprise, expecting Mal, or even Nicolai to be playing some sort of joke on me but what I hadn't expected was to see the man that had invaded my thought, lying right next to me. Alexander. I sat straight up in shock, a gasp escaping my mouth. "No - no, this is a dream.. I'm dreaming" and I might have believed myself had I not heard his dark, all too familiar, voice.