The HalfBlood- FourthWing Fanfic

63- The Final pt. 2

I walk to Rhys, Andarna at his side. She gives me a small nudge which I gently run my faingers over her scales in silent thanks.

" I should've turned him into an ash pile the same day Mavis did." Rhys says lowly looking in Cath and Dain's direction.

" Not worth it." I mumble.

Xaden shot me a look which I return, as if he was checking on me before he gets on Segyl and takes off, Rhys following right behind, Liam on the side of me so I'm inbetween the boys as we take flight to Althyebene.

I chose. 

Never in a million lifetimes did I think I'd choose marked ones, let alone majority of my friends have the marked, or I'm bonded and with Xaden Riorson.

Never in a million years did I think I'd pick anything or anyone over Dain. Offically.

Crazy what can happen in a year.

It wouldn't surprise me if Dain made a pit stop and told my mother, wouldn't surprise me if someone hunts me down and tried to kill me. Honestly anything at this point wouldn't be surprising.

" We're nearing the boarder." Xaden echos in my head.

" I know..." I say a little obviously.

" You might need to ground."

I send a look his way, he looks over at me with a stern look. " Why?" I question.

" Once we're out of the wards your powers fluxuate. Some are more out of control then others, if you feel anything or it's to much-"

" I'll be fine." I assure sending him a quick smile.

" I mean it. We can't afford anything stupid."

" What? I've been good lately." I smirk. Xaden shoots me another look trying to hide his own grin as he shifts looking forward again.

" Did I ever tell you your back profile looks good?" I add.

I see him tense for just a second. " Sorrengail..."

" I'm just saying.." I chide not hiding my amusement in my tone.

" You all shut up before I puke..." Andarna adds.

" I thought dragons can't puke."

" Fire." Rhys says. " Get a room..."