The Worth of a Coin (BxB)

Chapter 17

-Quan Leung-

I didn't expect my day to go like this. The last thing that I thought would happen would be getting kidnapped and then kissed by my bodyguard who came to rescue me, but here we are.

I wanted to punch him in the face for what he was doing. But there were two things stopping me, the fact my arms were bound, and the fact it would break the kiss. It was surprisingly warm and comforting, despite the scratchy feeling of Ruarc's facial hair.

I knew it was him because he was pushing memories towards me. I couldn't control my powers too well, but I would usually be able to scan for the memories I wanted to see, but he was managing to show me the past hour or two. Fewesi, Cappi, Sara, and Aubrey were waiting for us outside. We had to hurry. If he came back to see that there was someone inside, heck even seeing the group outside would be trouble enough, then we would be screwed.

I pulled my face away and plastered a deep frown on my face. "Okay fine, you can't untie any of this. Just go."

If he gave me a response, I couldn't hear it. It was another method that I knew all-too-well. It was sensory deprivation, a way for people like me to focus on our powers more. It was more of a survival technique, be put in a life-or-death situation, and you're forced to use everything at your disposal.

Ruarc didn't listen to me. Instead, he tried to pull on my restraints more.

I grunted and cursed under my breath. "It's not going to work," I hissed. "They're unchanged. The only hope you've got is if you have a witch or fairy or something." I wanted to laugh at how ridiculous I sounded, but the pain in my back and head were making me more annoyed than scared.

I couldn't help but tilt my head back in frustration, hoping that whichever deities existed would have mercy on me and lend me some common sense.

The slightest of sounds reached my ears, I couldn't understand them, but it was as though my prayers had been answered. The bonds on my arms slackened, but the metal fastenings at the back were still scalding, I could deal with it.

I flexed my fingers and relaxed my shoulders. It was like a weight had been lifted as I could finally find myself relaxing. The bones in my shoulders popped with every movement. It was as though my back had been in one position for hours, which it probably had.

Then nothing happened. There was air hitting my face, but I couldn't hear if there were any sounds or discussions. It was impossible to tell if something had happened, as two of my senses were unreachable.

A large hand rested in my own, pulling me in the direction of the window. I knew that was the case because the fuzzy image of the outdoors entered my mind. Why couldn't Ruarc had just held my hand earlier? It would've been just as effective.

"You want me to jump out of a window with a blindfold on?" I asked in disbelief. I usually wouldn't be able to jump out of a window if I wasn't wearing a blindfold. "You're crazy." I shook my head.

Warm air hit my face, warm air which smelled like mint and coffee.

I opened my mouth to speak again, but I quickly clamped it shut when I could no longer feel the ground below my feet. I gasped in surprise and held onto whoever was holding me, which there was only one possibility for who it is.

Ruarc's chest vibrated with a chuckle, and his arms flexed under my back. I was sure my hair was getting in the way, as it got tugged every now and again. I was one hundred percent certain that it became an extreme annoyance when the air rushed past us as we jumped out of the window.

It wasn't the first time that he had carried me, but it felt far different. It was a life-or-death situation for all of us, and I was sure others would be locking eyes on me in his arms.