Unexpected: Forever His (Book 1)

Chapter 35: A Diamond in the Rough

I hissed once more as Amari soaked my bandages with more of the cleansing liquid that Gandit had given us upon our arrival back to Syros. Xavon refused to leave our room unattended, ordering two warrior guards to be posted in 3-hour shifts at a time. I told him I thought it was a little much, but Amari suggested I let him have his assurance.

My eyes felt heavy, and I blinked desperate to keep them open. I pulled myself up in the bed as best I could without the use of my hands. "I need some hot tea."

Amari smiled and shook his head. "You need some sleep, Kayla. Why are you fighting it so?"

I shook my head, but Amari slid into the bed beside me and pulled me against him. No way could I fight it like that. His warmth caressed me like his hands did when he made love to me and I leaned closer into him. I blinked again, but the sleep that threatened my security pulled me into it with the help of his warmth and I soon found myself caught in a nightmare of an inescapable prison of torture beyond compare dealt by the hands of the one person who I could never be with, but my body, mind, and soul would always yearn for.

The last pain, the last scream, felt all too real and I sat straight up in the bed as I fought to calm my breaths and cool my body. I immediately felt arms pulling me back down into the bed and I thrashed to get away from his hold. "No...no...please...I can't...I can't take...anymore!"

"Shhh...please, Lala. You're scaring us."

I heard her voice but it seemed so faint as if it wasn't really there.

I thrashed again. My fear bubbled up inside of me to the point beyond control and I felt my body start to shake. "Dante...NO! PLEASE! DANTE!"

Another voice spoken clearly but so far away. "Why is she calling him? She is bonded with Amari now and yet she seems to get worse when he comes around."

Yet another voice. "It 'pears that shes'n'a dream limbo of sorts. Maybe him controllin' 'er. In all my time as a healer I 'ave ne'er seen tha likes of this before."

I shuttered as I felt another wave of overpowering fear and my body started to trash again beyond my control. I knew what it was. I just didn't know how to get away from it. My body didn't want me to, but maybe...maybe if I willed her to, my wolf's spirit could force my body to wake up.

I felt real strong for her as the ball of fear rose up from my stomach again and this time, I knew my screams were real. My screams were real because the pain was real. The pain of a bond severed. His regret finally too much for him to live with. He had fought to escape. Fought and lost. He breathed his last, my heart bled. His eyes closed, my body gave out, and I fell into unconsciousness once more.

*****Dante's POV*****

I opened my eyes and at once realized that the soreness of my lost battle with Donovan was gone. I sat up slowly and immediately recognized the difference. My skin, although still its olive complexion emitted a golden glow. I blinked my eyes just to make sure that I really saw what I saw.

"You put me through hell and yet they still petitioned me to be here when you awoke." My heart beat escalated at the sweet, honey sound of her voice and I turned and lowered myself onto my feet from the place I had been lying on. I turned around and immediately my eyes took her in.

She was what they wanted her to appear to me as: a goddess. Untouchable by all except one, and he was not here. Jealousy tasted sour on my tongue and Kayla shifted her stance before she stepped around me and to the table where I had stood from. "Strong emotions can be felt by all of the Ancients, so you would be wise to control them. Eleric is waiting. We must get you prepared."