Falling for your Fate

Chapter 19

Chapter 19

I had been awake for at least half an hour now and at first I had just laid there, trapped in Breadon's arms. My body was stiff from the marking and I was too terrified to move as the remnants of pain still rang out through my body.

Growing increasingly uncomfortable pressed so tightly to Breadon's side I slowly, reluctantly, forced myself to move. First just one arm, then the other and then I moved my legs until I was certain the movements wouldn't cause me any pain.

I saved moving my head until last, knowing the pain in my neck was going to be the worst, and I was right. The moment I shifted my head to look over at Breadon's sleeping form I felt a spasm of pain shoot through my body, rebounding from my toes and causing my head to ache.

I kept myself as quiet as possible, not wanting to wake Breadon because even asleep he looked tired, although, the lines of stress had fallen away as he slept, leaving him peaceful and content.

Too afraid to move again, I just lay with my head resting against his chest, his breathing ruffling my mess of hair with each breath he took.

Each time I had shifted my weight I had felt him subconsciously tighten his hold on me, but he didn't wake.

Judging by the warm light that was invading the room from the cracks in the curtains I could tell it was most likely late morning but I thought Breadon could do with the extra hours of sleep after everything he had been through the past few days. I was just glad for once he was by my side when I woke. I was going to take advantage of my opportunity and try and memorise every detail and every feature that made Breadon, Breadon.

His short dark hair, the slope of his nose and the graceful lines of his lips. I had already committed his eyes to memory, their vibrant green with just a twist of darkness blurring their edges. I wondered what he thought of my own plain brown eyes. I never thought they were anything special and I guess maybe he didn't either. I'd always hated the colour of my eyes, they were just another reminder that I wasn't my father's daughter. Another reason for my parents to reject me, to ignore me.

Absently, I ran my fingers over the curves of Breadon's warm stomach, each muscle tensing and relaxing as my featherlight touch ran across it. I felt inexplicably closer to Breadon, as if the whole landscape of my mind and soul had changed overnight. I was both alarmed and excited by the differences inside of me. Everything felt like uncharted territory, each emotion, each thought struggling to find its place in my mind.

There was something new dancing at the edges of my thoughts. Probing it gently, looking for a weakness and I knew the thoughts weren't mine. The voice on the other side of the wall I had always kept in place was deep, dark and distinctively masculine. And despite all my defences, all my securities, it was getting louder.

For the first time in as long as I could remember I wondered what it would be like to let someone in. I wondered what it would be like to give myself completely over to the bond of mates. I knew soon that choice would be taken from me. The bond would only become stronger as the days wore on until it becomes impossible for either of us to separate the other's soul from our own. Then all our secrets would be revealed.

'Hey baby girl,' Breadon muttered huskily, his voice heavy with sleep as my eyes returned to him. His fingers gently caressing my tense forehead before coming to rest on my cheek tenderly. 'What are you thinking so hard about?'

'Nothing important,' I murmured, snuggling closer into his side.

'How are you feeling?' He asked cautiously, his eyes falling to my neck despite it being covered by my hair. I hadn't seen it yet but it still felt tender and uncomfortable.