Bound: Toxic Love (Book 2)

Chapter XVIII

This is not a warning, just a fair note that THIS CHAPTER is one of the MOST IMPORTANT chapters in the book. And from the first one as well.

It contains all the answers and things you've been wondering about.. And more in the next ones of course..

Also, it's not edited.

Enjoy!

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Lana's POV

Christian refused to let me help. See, yea, a part of me wanted to help and all, but there were things that were more important to me than that necklace. The reason why I wanted to be apart of that spell, to let Amelia channel me again, was to see if something was going to happen again. The other night when we did it, Amelia's cut on the hand was reflected on me, like I was linked to her.. And Calliope's words seemed to have carved in my head. I knew I was overthinking for nothing, but Amelia seemed to let it go so easily, refusing to talk about it.. And that made me wonder.

I was running away from my family, but what if my father already knew where I was hiding? What if he let me think that I was running when he was actually a step ahead of me? I mean, a blood relative was everyone from our pack.. There were even some from other packs that I didn't know about.. So I was starting to feel paranoid with that thought of Amelia maybe knowing my father and giving him information about what I was doing. After all, when she did the spell on me back in the castle so I wouldn't get tracked down, she knew my whole story.. It was just suspicious, and I wanted to be sure..

So, I told Calliope that I still wanted to help out, and since Christian was being stubborn and all, I asked if it was better not to tell him until the actual spell. She told me that all I had to do was reach for her hand and they would be able to channel me the same way Amelia did alone the other night. I couldn't exactly understand Christian's purpose by not letting me do it. I understood that he needed me safe and unharmed for whatever reasons, of course following our deal.. But nothing could happen to me from a spell. I got a cut on my hand by chance the last time it happened.. Now there was no cutting. And I had a bigger motive on wanting to be included.

I could also feel myself starting to grow more and more attached to Christian.. Perhaps weak is the right word.. It was the kind of feeling where I felt like I was in some empty space alone in this world after I felt home.. I was trying to prove something that I didn't even know if it was true. But somewhere along the way, our paths crossed, and I suppose that's why I found some comfort beside him. I didn't let myself trust him.. I didn't really trust anyone. But I still knew that if I wanted to, I could.. He didn't betray me yet in any way.

I walked in the kitchen, trying to distract myself from the thoughts that kept wandering through my mind. I kept think whether or not to get myself involved in the spell.. I mean, I wanna know.. Yea, I want to be sure with who I'm staying under the same roof with.. Calliope could've been wrong when she mentioned blood relatives, like we all assumed. It could've been a misunderstanding, but I wanted to check if my father was involved in it in any way..

Calliope was there, making herself something in the blender, or maybe it was some witch thing.. Either way, she smiled when she saw me walk in, somewhat scanning me as I walked past her. "Is everything okay?" I heard her ask, but didn't bother turning around. I took out a bottle of water from the fridge before once again rounding the counter.

"Yea, why?" I mumbled, opening the thing and taking a few sips from the cold liquid.

She was focused on what she was doing, simply opening the cup then closing, shaking it a few times before she poured it into a glass. She made a quick frown and shook her head slightly. "No reason.. It's just seemed like you and Christian were a bit tensed."