WhiteBlood- Book 2 ( HalfBlood Series- FW FF)

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I needed to wake him. To tell him everything.

I told him about the dream's I've had with her, the hints, the semming like she was good. Someone in there was good. Or was this all some kind of way to best us? To finally kill me? TO read my thoughts in some sort of twisted way to find a weak link. 

They did. Love, my lack of control.

Xaden. That's the huge target on my back.

" She's coming back. They all are." I whisper on his chest.

He stays silent, but again his hand slips under my shirt tracing my back as he holds me. " Say something." I urge. I feel him let out a long deep breath, " We'll be ready. The wards will be up and we'll be safe for now, until we figure something else out. Your strong Fury, and she can't reach you in just dreams. She's trying to get in your head."

" But she's alive."

" We don't know that. With as many as there are, and who she is it could be any venin pretending to be her, they could've gotten the information when Tarin ran back. They're messing with you. I saw her. She was dead, you slit her throat with the alloy dagger."

Ofcourse it made sense but the hammering in my chest never lessened for the whole night. I told him to go back to bed but he refused staying up with me all night, holding me. 

By morning all the cadets were called and again I was dragging as I redressed, Putting on my alloy daggers and Liam's sword having a feeling I'll need them today. Xaden stays on the bed watching me with a faint grin, " What?" 

He shrugs, " Nothing, just admiring. After being up all night you still look delectable." He stands walking past me to the small closet pulling out the dragon scaled vezt Mira made new for me since I gave my old one to sloane. " Your not skipping out wearing this."

These scales seemed thicker from Tine. Thicker then the last, I feel immobile in it besides anyone has enough sense now not to try to kill me, especially here. " And what could happen out there that I would need this?" I push.

" Anything can happen out there. Your not in our boarders anymore, if someone wants to fight dirty they will. We're still riders with Basgiath rules, they're still fliers that will always still hate us a little bit even more with the wards coming up soon, or Venin. SO yes, you will be wearing it and I already told your dragons you WILL keep it on."

" True story." Andarna butts in.

I roll my eyes snatching the vest from his hands lacing it up, " Happy?" Xaden grins snaking his hand around my waist then moving lower smacking my ass, " Very. Quit the pout." He looks me over like an overprotective mother, seeming satisfied he laced his hand in mine. " I know your with Sloane. I got that much out of Hetta but she won't tell me the other two your with, probably fliers so expect the worse."

" Like Cat worse?"

" I dunno. Reguardless, keep your cool. You have a job to do. Understand?" He commands. Funny how he's been ' retired' for just about a year and yet he still acts like my wingl eader, not my boyfriend... though I suppose he kinda was before then to.