WhiteBlood- Book 2 ( HalfBlood Series- FW FF)

36- Death Do Us Part

I ran, Rhys roaring loudly in the courtyard gripping onto the side scaring the shit out of the cadets who were unlucky enough to be out there.

I feel his crippling anxiety as I run to him, he lowers himself just enough so I can run and jump, just sitting when he takes off. My eyes burning at the speed he was going, we haven't went this fast since....

I rather forget that day.

" What's happening Rhys?!" I yell.

" I don't know. I didn't feel anything." He shakes.. His voice is shaking.

" I didn't either... Does that mean.."

" No.. they're not gone. That we'd feel."

" Then why are they blocking us?!"

" I don't know Freya!" Rhys yells, booming in my head. " I don't know alright..."

I take a few shaky deep breaths. The worry gnawing... I can't do this again.. I can't. I cant' sit there watching the person I love die.

I feel the stab in my heart.

Love.

I love him.

I love Xaden Riorson. I still do. I never stopped.

I might never be able to tell him that again. I'm still so hurt, so mad at what he did but I still LOVE him.

The fear, the worry, the distress is physically stabbing my heart making tears well in my eyes not ready to see when we get there. We're flying faster then we ever had, one wrong moce would send me flying in the wind current.

I close my eyes praying to all the gods above that Xaden will be ok. That Mira is ok. Did Devera announce something after I left. Did he announce Mira is dead?

" She lives." Rhys assures.

We get to the Samara outpost, parts crumbling, others clean off, scratches lining the outpost whole. Once we land, Rhys races off to find Segyl while I go to find Xaden. I smell the sterile smell of chemicals most likely cleaning up blood or dead gryphons from this place.

I race past everyone having only one thing on my mind. I strain to reach him, to feel him, nothing. I feel nothing...

I can feel my heart beating even faster, I feel my knees grow weaker as I shake looking frantically around. I have no clue where the infirmary would be, people are passing though not saying a word in my clear distress.

" Freya?"

I let out a sigh of relief as Mira rushes towards me flinging her arms around me, " What are you doing here? You don't have-"

" I heard about the attack, your alright?"

She nods, " I'm ok. I promise. Those stupid birds couldn't touch us."

" Where is he?" I ask frantically. " Is he ok?!"

Mira takes in my expression her own sombering, " He's alive... being mended-"

" Where?"

She shakes her head, " I don't know how much they have left, they've been working nonstop. You can't distract them-"