Lana's POVMy heart was tightening against my chest.. My throat closing up. I could barely breathe.. It was as if every little strength my body had was snatched away from me.. I felt limp, numb and even exhausted.
I didn't sleep that night. I couldn't. I laid on his chest, with his arms wrapped around me, listening to his heart beating rhythmically and allowing his scent to flood my senses.
I wanted to remember his smell.. It was always intoxicating to me. It was soothing. It relaxed me. But that night, nothing seemed to work. As the time passed, I was only more and more aware that in the morning, I was supposed to leave without even saying goodbye.
I counted the minutes, and I hated that the time kept passing.. It kept slipping away from me and I couldn't hold onto it.
His chest was broad, tight and hard from its muscles.. It was my favorite place to lean my head on. I counted his heartbeats, and I wanted to drawn into that moment, to allow myself to fall asleep perhaps, just so I could get another taste of what it was to have a soothing, relaxing sleep beside him..
But I couldn't. My thoughts were haunting me like a ghosts after its enemy. My heart couldn't find a settling rhythm. I felt nauseousness.. Guilt. Guilt for not being able to bring myself to tell him. To admit that I loved him. Or to at least tell him about the letter.
Even though, the letter Alexander wrote clearly said that if I told Christian where I was leaving, there would no deal. He threatened the end of one whole specie because he had the power to.. He had all the information and all the evidence he needed.
I didn't really take those words as granted. I mean, they did scare me and that the reason why I was leaving, but I thought I would still get myself to tell Christian. I thought, Alexander will never know that I told Christian because I believed that Christian would understand that it was a real threat that Alexander made.
But then I looked at him.. I kissed him and allowed him to kiss me too. And I realized that no, he was never going to let me leave. And if I stayed, Alexander explained exactly what was next.
The letter clearly explained how he had the necklace and how if I didn't go back the very next day, he would use the necklace to wake up Adam, claiming that that piece of jewelry had the power to do so..
Alexander knew about Christian's history with Adam, and kept claiming that if the necklace wakes up Adam, he would wake up stronger, which guaranteed death to not only Christian, but Amelia, Dimitri and everyone who stood in his way and had once put him down.
And if that wasn't enough, there was more.. He knew about Christian and me. How he had not only evidence, but witnesses too.. His words written personally from him certainly explained how if I refused to go back to him, he would tell my father about everything he knew, and we were both more than aware that my father trusted him blindly.
Most importantly, he was aware of the war that information would start. He was aware that if my father found out about my relationship with Christian, he would declare a war between Venedocia and Moondale. Between ours and the vampires.
I knew Alexander was a coward. He would claim that he would defend my honer by stepping into that war, by flaming my father's fury, but then he would simply back up, and it would be only my pack, my family that would suffer the consequences of that war.. Of that bloodbath that the information of Christian and me being together would cause.
Besides, it wasn't only the fact that the war promised and guaranteed death to many of my own.. It also promised perhaps death for Christian and all of those people I grew to care about.
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Bound: Toxic Love (Book 2)
Fantasy"Shh... Just a little bit more," I told her, unable to separate my lips from hers. A smile appeared on her lips as she straightened taller on her tip toes. It had been days since I last had her in my arms. I wasn't letting go just like that. I had t...