Chapter 67

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Harry was shocked. He sat frozen, unable to react to the situation he found himself in. He just stared into Zayn's golden fury eyes and just when he parted his lips to say something, he vanished. 

Pushing himself out of bed, he tried to go after him when Zarin grabbed his arm to prevent him from leaving. 

"Harry!" 

Without looking back at him, he yanked his arm away from his hold and teleported to Zayn's room. It was dark inside, and Zayn stood by the window blocking some of the light that came in from outside. 

Harry could feel the tense and cold atmosphere even though he couldn't see his face. He was looking outside the window and didn't bother to turn to him despite knowing that he was there. 

"Zayn." He called carefully. 

Zayn ignored him, but he could feel his anger. It felt as if the temperature in the room dropped. It got cold. 

"It is not what you think." He tried to be careful so he wouldn't get angry at Zarin and do something he would regret.

"It doesn't matter what I think." He said. 

Harry could tell he was speaking with clenched teeth and his anger only got worse. The room went from cold to freezing cold. Harry wrapped his arms around himself, but his body began to shake. 

"Don't you trust me?" He asked, his teeth shattering. 

But the cold was only increasing, and Harry couldn't stand it. "Please, Zayn stop!" He called, rubbing his arms with his hands. 

He could kill by making someone freeze to death. 

Suddenly, he turned around and the next moment he wrapped his arms around Harry. "I am sorry." He said. 


"It is not you I don't trust. It is him." He continued. "I was so close to killing him." 

He held Harry so tight, Harry thought he would crush him. "Zayn, I can't breathe." 

He loosened his arms around him, and he pulled away. 

Harry looked at him, "trust me. I will take care of this." He told him. "And you are the only man I love." 

Harry was very upset and hurt. He never thought Zarin would act this way, and now he had enough. 

Zayn gazed at him with a serious expression. "Harry. There is something I need to tell you." He said. "I…" .

Before he could start talking, Harry felt the necklace around his neck burn his skin. It was the necklace he put a spell on to communicate with Ilyas. He was calling him. His father and the army must have arrived. 

"Is something wrong?" Zayn asked. 

"My father has arrived. I need to go back before anyone notices my absence." Harry said.


Zayn nodded. "Remember that I wanted to tell you something and I trust in me the way I trust you." 

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