Prophecy

Chapter 13: Observation

*Grace's POV*

For the last couple of days, Xavia has followed me. While she has gained intel about me, I, too, have learned a lot about her. She kept herself distanced, and her gaze was always on me. However, she never reached my eyes. I found it adorable that she couldn't. I also loved that she was practically stalking me; it was comforting, knowing she was always close. However, the first day nearly broke me when she tried to figure out a way to end my life.

It was like... like a stab to my heart, but more intense.

Xavia was doing something that reached our souls, and it was terrifying. Her pain and discomfort became my own.

Our link shared everything...

When it occurred, I had just taken the trash out and was finishing with a customer who paid their bill. I returned their credit card before they left. Then, I was in the process of clearing the table off when I couldn't breathe; my heart constricted. I had to sit down for a few minutes to recuperate. As I felt better and was ready to complete my task, I stood up, only to lose my balance again. I gripped the clothing covering my heart as if that was actually going to help, and hot tears burned down my face.

Unfortunately, the second time it happened, it caused a disruption in the restaurant and the customers that were eating started to look my way. I didn't want to worry them. I could see their faces, which held concern, but they couldn't help me even if they wanted to. The only person who could help was Xavia. She was the one who could relieve this deep-seated pain in my chest.

Was that a tall order for the devil who was supposed to kill me? Yes, but the sooner she accepted she couldn't kill me, the sooner we could move forward.

It had to be her choice.

I could feel her watching me.

I knew she was on the roof; I so desperately wanted to look in her direction, but... that would only alert her that I knew where she was.

When I returned to my motel room, I spent several hours tapping into my power to discover whatever the additional ability I had was. I found not knowing rather irksome. I tried for an entire day, but nothing worked, so I put all my energy into my angelic premonitions. I progressed with this ability, at least, but it was hard to focus with Xavia, who was always nearby. I needed to concentrate. The ability called for it, but I struggled. My mind wandered to thoughts of her and what she was doing in the world.

I sighed, leaned back into my bed, and let my eyes flutter closed...

In my dream, I had a vision that I would run into Xavia and help her from tripping.

It was the exact thing I needed, and I looked forward to the encounter.

When Xavia actually walked into Aubrey's cafe for the first time, I was shocked at the timing. I had another vision that she would, but that didn't happen until a day or so later. Xavia entered the cafe sooner than anticipated because I stopped her from falling when she tripped. Everything happened exactly as it did in my premonitions, and I thanked my Father for the opportunity. Either way, I wasn't upset by that one bit; in fact, I was happier about it. I knew she was nervous and had a lot on her mind that morning; her distraction was a happy accident.

Intense was the word I would describe the feeling of finally touching my mate. The feeling was so incredible—I wanted more. I wanted to be beside her and feel her body heat. I wanted to touch her and let my fingers trail over her skin... to look into her eyes and show her how much I wanted her, but... she couldn't meet mine yet. I understood that she needed time, but that didn't mean I would sit back and do nothing. A little push in the right direction would make her feel more comfortable interacting with me.